Strudel

Strudel is rolled so paper thin,
it stretches to the horizon
and extends back through generations,
pulled so transparent, that through it,
you can read a paper
from another time,
and packed with such savoury-sweet fillings,
you can taste treasured family recipes
passed on from parent to child.

Strudel doesn’t deliver a eulogy,
but speaks of traditions preserved,
doesn’t mourn lives lost,
but celebrates survival,
and isn’t filled with sorrow about a culture gone,
but rejoices in a people sustained.

Strudel is a delicate cross section
of a richly layered and textured society,
filled with stories
our grandmothers told.
And if you are quiet enough,
and listen close enough,
you can sometimes hear the dough
whisper their soft voices.

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