The First Glimmer Of Culture

A Found Poem Adopted From Tom Birchard
by Anna C. Hermann

I have a confession to make 

I adopted the Ukrainian community

I know the tradition: a humble dilapidated

I found I loved the food: pierogi and borscht, its first glimmer of living culture 

I wasn't interested in the appearance of garlic or salt, but I loved Veselka and its own special culture