Granny’s mash

A poem inspired by childhood memories of my beloved grandparents. Listen to the audio here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YvU_32s5nfQ

GRANNY’S MASH

My grandmother glanced at her wrist though her inner clock knew

it was time to fill the silver pot with spuds;

bhí sí réidh chun na prataí a glanadh.*

She washed and peeled, then pulled the lighter’s trigger

a lilac flame appeared in one click

I listened to the purring of gas, the lid drumming as water bubbled and boiled

steamed up-glasses defogged with a wipe on cotton apron

as Grandad arrived for mash made thick and creamy with milk and golden butter

simple country rituals that tasted like cosy safety.  

* “Bhí sí reidh chun na prátaí a glanadh” is Irish. It translates as “She was ready to wash the potatoes.

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One Comment on “Granny’s mash

  1. The meaning & the means blended well in one poetic strand. Beautiful & touching.
    Thank you.

    Like

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