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out of fire comes food
blackened and burnt: transformed
not by measured touch of pipe or wire
instead by a hot and barely controllable
one who assumes you like
tasty morsels encased
Kristina Jensen considers herself a ‘poet afloat’, living as she does among the waterways of the Marlborough Sounds. She loves wild food, especially her very own trademark wild weed pesto. She writes freelance foodie articles, publishing both locally and internationally, and submits poetry with gay abandon to whoever takes her fancy.