{"id":487,"date":"2026-02-15T12:46:00","date_gmt":"2026-02-15T12:46:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/?p=487"},"modified":"2026-02-17T01:10:08","modified_gmt":"2026-02-17T01:10:08","slug":"chevre","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/?p=487","title":{"rendered":"Ch\u00e8vre"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
The height of summer
and the morning sun
drapes on my shoulders
warms the tips of my ears.

I meander through the 
11th Arrondissement,
chance upon an 
open-air market.

Walking through each
stand, a visual frenzy
awaits, beckoning me
to peruse their offerings.

My eyes alight on 
berries and prawns
scallions and sandals
baguette and pears.

But my feet keep moving
There's too much to see 
not quite enough time 
to consider dawdling. 

But the ch\u00e8vre refuses
to be rushed.
I stop and pretend 
to read the signs.

While my ignorant
American eyes 
cannot decode French
they can see promise.

I work out that the  
wee goat cheese 
footballs are made 
with chestnut honey.

An eager pointing
a s\u2019il vous plait
a swipe of my Apple Watch
and the ovoid is mine.

I search, find my family.
One has grapes 
Another has bread
A third has a baton of meat.

A foraged feast we have
perched on stone we break
cheese and bread
take hand to mouth, 
gobble in unguarded delight.

My souvenirs from this trip
will not be parfum nor scarves.
In lieu I bring home memories
of the taste of summer bounty.
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“Ch\u00e8vre” a poem about summer impromptu actions that lead to memories. Poem #046 in a series of 365 poems written in 2026 by Diana Ludwick.
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