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THE PURPLE POETS
Bloomsbury Time Bank
a celebration of food and drink

THINK PURPLE! THINK POETS! NATIONAL POETRY WEEK SMOOTHIES created by Jake Kanter for the Family Mosaic and Hackney Time Bank Older People's Day St. Mark's Church, Dalston www.familymosaic.org.uk 02.10.2010 Frozen raspberries bananas and apple juice are all that you need --- and a VERY noisy blender. Whiz. Share. Enjoy! 02.10.2010. Purple Poets' founding member Serajul Islam Molla attended this event and read his poems: Diwali Lights, How Not to Cook Chicken, The Existence of Love, The Captain, and the Bridge-maker (for William Radice) to celebrate Older People's Day, and National Poetry Day 2010. This event, in honour of Older People's Day  2010  was co-produced by Family Mosaic and Hackney Time Bank Saint Mark's Church Community Hall, Saint Mark's Rise, Dalston, Hackney For more recipes please click HERE

ARIA'S SCIENTIFIC ICE CREAM
by Bithi Das

AFTER THE WAR
(the chocolate poem)
(by Patsy Futatsugi)

HOW NOT TO COOK CHICKEN:
Cooking for One
(by Islam Molla)

COOKING WITH MY GANDFATHER
(by Eppie Caredda)

MY VERY SRI LANKAN DAY
(by Bithi Das)

STRAWBERRIES
(by Kathy Randle)

STRAWBERRIES
(by Bithi Das)

MY FAVOURITE FOOD:
THE FOOD OF MY MOTHER
(by Nahar Islam)

I LIKE CHRISTMAS
(by Eppie Caredda)

OUR BENGALI NEW YEAR
(by Islam Molla)

BENGALI NEW YEAR
(by Bithi Das)

PLAYING CARROM
WITH THE PURPLE POETS
(by Patsy Futatsugi)

MEMORY OF MY GRANDMOTHER COOKING
(by Bithi Das)


(All poems © the Purple Poets. All rights reserved.)


RECIPE AND POEMS:

BITHI DAS
Aria's Scientific Experiment:
A Five Minute Ice Cream
(for Aria who is only ten)
POETRY ON A PLATE
summer inter-generational project
  21.08.2009


You scream
I Scream
It is little Aria's
Scientific Dream.

A five Minute Ice Cream.

In a bag
Mix the chocolate, sugar and cream
Seal the mixture  in
Add a salty-ice cube rim

All goes in our purple box.

THEN

Shake your arm
Shake your ass
Don't worry
It won't smash.

Five minutes gone
The ice cream is done
Now the time to test

Oh - Yes
It is one of the best!







PATSY FUTATSUGI
After The War
22.07.2006


My mother worked in a sweet shop
And every Friday she brought me
My special treat. Fuller's Chocolates .

Round with bits of purple and red
Square nougat, sugared almonds
Walnuts covered in Dark and Milk
Chocolate. They were just there
Every Friday when she was paid.

One Friday my mother forgot
I remember screaming
Kicking and crying
"Where's my bloody chocolates"
And being put to bed without supper.

The next Friday she came home
With more glossy, shiny,
Gooey chocolates.
Glossy, shiny, creamy,
Milky, syrupy-sweet

Smearing on the hands and face
Of a five year old

Melting in my mouth.

ISLAM MOLLA
How Not to Cook Chicken:
Cooking for One
08.05.2010


Sometimes
I cook chicken but
it is not very tasty

I cut it into pieces
or get the butcher to cut it
and then put oil

onion, ginger, chilies
garlic is a must
all those good things put together

The only thing is:
I take it out and it is dismal
I am hopeless

I cook only for survival:
boiled egg.
boiled rice.
boiled egg.

EPPIE CAREDDA
COOKING WITH MY GRANDFATHER
08.05.2010

I was brought up very tenderly
And sweetly by my grandfather,
And when I was young
My grandfather and I
Loved to cook  this!

Chicken and Pork Adobo
is easy. We had it always
In the Philipines on weekends.
A special dish!

Chicken and Pork
Or Chicken and Beef
In my country we always
Mix two kinds of meat.
           - more juice!

BITHI DAS
MY VERY SRI LANKAN DAY
FIRST DRAFT 26.02.2009


I have been to Sri Lanka in 1982
But we came here to the Crypt Centre
To celebrate Sri Lankan Day.

Most came for one temptation:
To eat the Fish Curry
Specially cooked by
Khassim's wife Fatima
Made with wild salmon

I have never liked salmon fish
I don't like the fishy smell  
But I ate the curry
For the sake of eating
And for the sake
Of Khassim and Fatima.

And it was nice
It was very nice
To  taste Sri Lankan curry
To remember Sri Lanka
But most of all, to celebrate
With Khassim and Fatima
Their Independence Day.

BITHI DAS
STRAWBERRIES
by Bithi Das
31.05.2007


Strawberries are like roses
Full of beautiful secrets

You snip a rose
and only one word
comes from your mouth
                                    Aahha.

you eat a strawberry
and it melts in your mouth
                        you say Aahha.

It is nothing but eternal pleasure.


Bithi Das first performed this poem with the Purple Poets
at the TAP 10th Anniversary Celebrations 2007
(TEN POEMS IN FIVE MINUTES) and also performed it
at the CAF Summer Fair, South Bank, London in August 2007.

FERDOUS RAHMAN
FIRST STRAWBERRIES
31.05.2007


England is Wimbledon
Strawberries

Handpicked fruit
and fresh cream.

British tradition
in full swing.

NAHAR ISLAM
MY FAVOURITE FOOD:
THE FOOD OF MY MOTHER
(poems for a children's colouring book)
01.04.2010

My favourite food
Cooked by my mother
Everything fresh
Bought by my father!

Pineapple and Guava,
but Bananas were best.
The King of Fruits
-- even better with the rest!


How tasty they were.
The best food you could wish!
I can't forget them,
Their taste was so good.

I remember my parents
And - Mmmm - delicious food!

This poem was devised  by Nahar
as a colouring book for children
(two lines to a page).

EPPIE CAREDDA
I LIKE CHRISTMAS
first draft 06.12.2007



Christmas is like a Mince Pie
Crunchy and buttery and messy

I can’t help it, I have to bite
And I can’t stop at just one!

Christmas is like Chocolates,
tempting, melting on your tongue

So amazingly gorgeously  sweet
and yummily yummily yum!

My friends, we can’t stop
Till we finish my box

So Cheers!
Merry  Christmas To Everyone!





SERAJUL ISLAM MOLLA
Bengali New Year
first draft 20.03.2008




Bengali New Year is a great celebration
With family, friends, relations, even all the
People in your street and locality

The whole motto is to Eat, Drink and Be Merry,
You may not be alive
The next year!




BITHI DAS
Bengali New Year
First draft
20.03.2008

New Year, April 14th
my mother would give me
a new saree -- so elegant!

and so many sweets to eat!
Rasgulla, Gulabjamun

I was young and greedy

Only on that day
I can eat so much
But only one day!

and then I have
to wait another 364

isn't it sad?

PATSY FUTATSUGI
Playing Carrom
With the Purple Poets
05.01.2009


Imagine the scene
with all the talking and laughing
and whooping when it hits home

Food being cooked to hand round
Greasy fingers
Wonderful aroma!

Playing Carrom is like Pool
without a cue
Flicking Fingers to Thumb

And it hurts

Especially when you lose.






Kathy Randle's Celebration Glogg
('glogg' is mulled wine; the word is a mixing of 'grogg' and 'glug')

made by Kathy, Christmas Party O2.12.2005
made by Kathy, Christmas Party 14.12.2006
Mulled Wine donated by Purple Poets
poem "Ode to Kathy" (Christmas 2005) by Bithi Das


3 bottles of cheap red wine
9 small pieces of lemon peel
9 pieces whole cardamon
9 whole cloves
3 small pieces of ginger (sliced finely or use ground ginger)
6 pieces of cinnamon sticks (or ground cinnamon)
12 oz. raisins (or sultanas or currants)
1 ½ pints water
4 oz of sugar (or to taste)
(optional -- 6 oz flaked almonds)

Makes 4 ½ pints

Boil up wine with ingredients.
Add water and sugar to taste.
Add more cinnamon if required.
Make early morning and reheat when required.

THE ESSENCE OF CHRISTMAS:
KATHY'S RANDLE CHRISTMAS GLOGG

the cheaper the better
is the secret
buying wine for your Glogg.
Two pounds?
Too much!

MEMORY OF MY GRANDMOTHER COOKING
by Bithi Das
first draft 15.05.2010


The first time I cooked
with my grandmother
I was ten years old.

Even now I am seventy-five
Still in my mouth,
The taste hasn't been lost.

I close my eyes
and see her, still cooking
golden

For Serena
by Kim Morrissey
first draft 24.11.2006


You are there

baking for Christmas, siphoning
wine in the afternoon

laughing at The Singer Not the Song
your first schoolgirl crush

in Sales I see your colours:
Cinnamon, Spice, Terracotta, Rust.

I put them back
for someone else

breathing in the Blackened Orange
the small ache of cloves

Red Sand; Dust.



South Bank Digital Poetry Magazine Project (painted, spoken)
http://www.poetrymagazines.org.uk/magazine/issue.asp?id=687

The Art of Cooking


This is the salad of Heather
too busy to cook but never
too busy to eat with friends!

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