Ode to a Tomato by Pablo Neruda
Translated by Margaret Sayers Peden
The street
filled with tomatoes
midday,
summer,
light is
halved
like
a
tomato,
its juice
runs
through the streets.
In December,
unabated,
the tomato
invades
the kitchen,
it enters at lunchtime,
takes
its ease
on countertops,
among glasses,
butter dishes,
blue saltcellars.
It sheds
its own light,
benign majesty.
Unfortunately, we must
murder it:
the knife
sinks
into living flesh,
red
viscera,
a cool
sun,
profound,
inexhausible,
populates the salads
of Chile,
happily, it is wed
to the clear onion,
and to celebrate the union
we
pour
oil,
essential
child of the olive,
onto its halved hemispheres,
pepper
adds
its fragrance,
salt, its magnetism;
it is the wedding
of the day,
parsley
hoists
its flag,
potatoes
bubble vigorously,
the aroma
of the roast
knocks
at the door,
it's time!
come on!
and, on
the table, at the midpoint
of summer,
the tomato,
star of earth,
recurrent
and fertile
star,
displays
its convolutions,
its canals,
its remarkable amplitude
and abundance,
no pit,
no husk,
no leaves or thorns,
the tomato offers
its gift
of fiery color
and cool completeness.
It simply doesn't get any better then when my favorite poet and my favorite foods come together. The tomato crop has been especially abundant this year--more red cherry and sungolds than I can pick and now the first of the plum tomatoes. They have adorned salads, grilled cheese and tomato sandwiches, and have served as dessert, picked straight off the vine. Soon my mind will turn to slow roasted plum tomatoes and canning some for sauce for the winter. How are you enjoying this "star of the earth"?




to begin with i am loving the large bowl of heirloom tomatoes the sits on my kitchen counter. Even in their funky bumpy-ness, all shades of red and orange, peachy loveliness and the glorious green of zebras, I love these darlings of the garden.
So far we are eating them as is,( Who can pass the sun gold plants and not eat at least one?) or sliced on a piece of grilled bread that has been rubbed with newly harvested garlic, and a drizzle of golden olive oil. Also many simple salads of greens, tomatoes and abit of ewe's blue. I have plans for a panzanella on Monday, a fennel-y tomato soup later in the week.
Do you know if BC is doing that tomato dinner again this year. I'd like to try to a make it, especially after your review.
enjoy the day
Posted by: kb | August 12, 2007 at 09:37 AM
We were lucky enough to visit Jennifer during tomato season, and got to eat her cherry tomatoes every day! They were better than candy - thanks for sharing Jen!
Posted by: Alison | August 13, 2007 at 11:48 AM
Hi Kathy, thanks for inspiring me--I've been eating some Ewe's Blue, tomatoes and Stones Throw farm baby lettuces all week! I haven't anything from bc about a tomato dinner this year but I do I'll post something.
Alison, it was so great to have you, Twyla and Terry here--glad you liked the tomatoes.
Posted by: Jennifer BB | August 16, 2007 at 12:54 AM
That is just fabulousness. I love Neruda, and I love tomatoes! Thank you.
Posted by: Tana | August 30, 2007 at 07:40 PM