“E.T.,” a short experience of eating a homemade E.T. spice bagel, written Thursday, August 27, 2026 poem 239 in a series of 365 poems written by Diana Ludwick in 2026. Photo: "Everything Spice and Bagels are Nice," by Diana Ludwick © 2026.
“Friteday,” an appreciation for Portland, Maine's unparalleled weather and hot frites, written Friday, August 14, 2026 poem 226 in a series of 365 poems written by Diana Ludwick in 2026. Photo: "Waiting on a Flute of Frites," by Diana Ludwick © 2026.
“Land's End,” a note on dining on the rocky ledge of a Maine island, written Sunday, August 09, 2026 poem 221 in a series of 365 poems written by Diana Ludwick in 2026. Photo: "Steamed Lobsta," by Diana Ludwick © 2026.
“Diner,” fragments of conversation intercepted over pancakes at a roadway diner, written Saturday, August 08, 2026 poem 220 in a series of 365 poems written by Diana Ludwick in 2026. Photo: "Three Blokes," by Diana Ludwick © 2026.
“Comfort,” an ode to the simplicity and feeling of calm that a homemade biscuit can bring, and how quickly peace can be erased by the Calll of the Washer. Written Saturday, August 01, 2026 poem 201 in a series of 365 poems written by Diana Ludwick in 2026. Photo: "Comfort…
“Homegrown,” an homage to Maui Gold pineapple and to the beloved gifter who knew enough to send sunshine in the mail, written Friday, July 31, 2026 poem 212 in a series of 365 poems written by Diana Ludwick in 2026. Photo: "Fruitopia," by Diana Ludwick © 2026.