my tassle-splayed fringe
falls carelessly like squiggles
of chocolate syrup across
a rounded face, revealing
slivers of buttered forehead.
thin top lip traces like a
carefully calligraphed ‘M’ over
a squelchy ‘U’ shaped dollop of
sticky strawberry sauce.
dark brown eyes match
closer to blackberry than
nutella as sunspots dust
raspberry-tinted cheeks
like brown sugar sprinkled
on an unapologetically
scrumptious Sunday morning
pancake.
I’m hungry now! Great stuff! You’ve got my follow. Check out my comedy blog and give it a follow if you like it!
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aw, thank you and will do c:
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Gotta say, If this really your self-portrait on a plate, then you sound Delicious. Shishishi, Nice poem it was a treat to read.
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‘treat’ to read, bows down to the pun master (& thank you!)
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That was a fun poem, Maggy. I particularly liked “unapologetically scrumptious,” and I enjoyed the imagery of pancakes forming a portrait of you.
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Thank you Mandie!
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Berries and pancakes are a perfect combination – just like your perfect self-portrait – it was fresh, fun and enjoyable.
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Aw thank you so much for your continued support and you’re right, it doesn’t seem right for pancakes to not come with berries haha
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ok what is this about?
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Funny you should ask that, it was a submission for a university subject so I do have a ‘standard answer’ at hand.
Basically I thought painting a self portrait of myself through the medium of a pancake would be a really fun and tongue in cheek way to describe myself considering that I’ve personally been thrown the stereotype of Asians having ‘flatter’ more ‘pancake-y’ face structures due to having lower nose bridges.
Rather than being offended by the slight racism exhibited in that comparison, I wanted to empower myself by embracing & owning the phrase. The intention of the poem was thus to create a vivid picture of the texture and shape of my features using the components of a perfect pancake that you’d have for brunch on a lazy Sunday morning.
My tutor also interpreted an underlying theme of being consumable as a woman, particularly a woman of colour in a white majority society which was not intended but I’m happy for her to have saw. 🙂
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I tried to describe myself on a plate. Ha! It is hard. Berry clever or is that very clever little piece. (:
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Hahah, maybe you need to be looking through the lens of a different cuisine!
Side note, the puns in this comment put me to shame, why didn’t I think of them?!
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You had me by squiggles 😍
Saying less but meaning more, poetry is so profound.
Your gift of is beauitful to read–thank you maggy.
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This was so sweet to read, thank you so much ❤
(Isn’t squiggles one of the best words in the English language though?)
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Definately! It’s my new word of the week. Boobook was last week’s 😄
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