Towering, Starched..... Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
Towering, Starched.....
repleat with grandeur....
subtle spices....
yes, the toque of the town....
bechamel to drown
in
culinear devices...
for
the like of which
one falls on knees....
to dream of
are
those fricasees....
'dandy'...a small word for those aspics....
the mere thought....
transcendent...pyroclastic....
but, of course...
to
mention
creme brulee....
tap spoon...
lap the langued bouquet.....
.
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I would like to translate this poem
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