Oh garlic, oh garlic-

Tis you that makes my heart tick,

Since days of pyramids and ruling pharaohs-

How long you last no one knows,

Countless are the lives you’ve extended-

I will cherish you till mine is ended,

From the day you start in the fall-

I patiently wait till you grow tall,

From bulbs to cloves and into the ground-

I watch as the calendar days go round,

In winter while under the snow you sleep-

I dream of the day when you are mine to keep,

Oh the joy of that sunny day in the spring-

When further from the dirt you zing,

With shutes of green so bright and clean-

Only I know how much you mean,

The awaited heat from the warmth of May-

Makes you rise taller every day,

Onward through the weeks of June-

Your steady growth keeps me in tune,

By Independence Day your scapes and swans-

Are the very things that turn me on,

In hearty salads and tasty broth-

You truly make my mouth froth,

With those bulbs now red, purple or white-

I will only wait for one more night,

For tomorrow is when that summer day comes,

That puts a smile on my face as my tummy hums,

As I pull you gently from the ground-

The recipes in my head go round,

I mix you up with honey and vinegar-

To ward away the evils of sugar,

For this is the very tonic-

That makes my colon supersonic,

Be it two, four, six or eight,

Each and every clove I appreciate,

To my blood the gift of health you bring-

That makes my heart and body sing,

Whether I roast you, toast you, mince you or slice you- My dear garlic, I really like you,

And now’s the time for me to say-

As I think of you each and every day,

ALLIUM SATIVA- May you forever be; My dearest Diva!

Rolling Rock Farm

June 17th, my little helper is checking the scapes and found one to make a necklace. All of this year's seed garlic came from within 33 miles of us. We have a very nice crop growing.

The "Ode" is the life cycle of garlic. You must read it in it's entirety to fully appreciate the Ode and Life.

Ode to Garlic

      copyright 2012-Tony Carlotto