Gera and I went to Whole Foods yesterday because I wanted some fresh organic blueberries, a nice sized salmon fillet and tea tree oil for my hair. I bought three items for a total of $morethan30dollars. The blueberries I just couldn't see the reason, but you can best be sure we will savor every single berry. Usually I make a fruit salad, but not with these berries. We're going to eat them singly to get the full benefit of taste, dollar and all. We weren't the only shoppers with just a few items. The price of organic products is sky high. My question is if the country promotes eating more healthy, why has organic products jumped so high in price? It keeps less fortunate people from eating better (hell, at times, I feel less fortunate in Whole Foods). How did eating organic become an expensive trend and why is it an expensive trend? Poor people need access to healthier eating and to be able to afford organic foods, but organic has become so specialized and even uppity. I just realized yesterday that only those who can afford to buy organic have the privilege to eat healthier.
Something is wrong: the prices of healthier foods have gone up and the price of fatty foods are cheaper. Wouldn't it make better sense to jack up the prices of fast foods--make the prices so high that this kind of eating would be challenging to the pocket book...lower healthy organic food prices so that people would have to buy better foods for cheaper? And anyway, isn't it cheaper to grow organic foods...what...with all the costs for pesticides?
But then, maybe it's a ploy to keep the medical industry booming...
We've got to either frequent the local farmer's markets from now on or I need to take a gardening class...even still, the blueberries were heaven and I don't think I'd be able to compete....
It's May 2012 and nothing has changed since November.11. I am all smiles at my relationship and myself. My honey and I continue to amaze each other on a daily basis. We're still ever so 'in' with each other. I completed my MA in literature last May and I'm teaching four college English courses to really smart students. I am hopeful to enter a doctorate program soon. This way, I can run out.All is scary good.
upon hearing your voice life again expands like moon crest like pomegranates swell to the sun and you are patient because god calls
when he came for you this morning you were bent into the flower bed singing black hymns so he left you alone until this third afternoon but even then he found you elbow deep in jewel weed with a mouthful of figs from a nearby tree again he waited because each time seemed to him an inconvenience and a wrong moment
and it was your persistent humming that drove him up and back until he could get his timing perfect he waited another day or so until
your gardening tools rest into porch corners your paring knife shines deeply into a drawer your hair comb lies slanted in a shoebox your wedding band hides in the mattress your fishing rod stays stolen
the sound of your voice desires to sing or hum but this time is perfect he has covered you like lavender-colored silence but he has also added streaks of olive green and pink because this is what the other soul-folk has told him to do and he has become tired in the process and therefore begins to rush sonances of your body he finds you the least complex when you are not outdoors digging in that garden, humming hymns and thriving and for a moment he questions his own timing its perfection and everything goes accordingly until he finds you have buried fruit peels and wandering jew petals underneath your back this does not anger him but it tilts his agility to deliver you and in his own questioning and presence of smells that he cannot privilege all this over powers his choice all this reels his otherwise perfection into letting you go
when i see you sitting in the plush squares of limitless St. Augustine your eyes are lit like crystal warmed soil releases from each of your hands
how did i get to this point this point of knowing you for you are nearly a century old