to be as a curry
from many, one--
as somehow, some way
people from all over the world,
each unique individuals,
add back story of variegated culture and self
and make a whole,
what metaphor can best hold that process,
at its best, of merging into unity as a country
of becoming one entity made up from plural selves?
maybe melting-pot,
a traditional view that we are as metal melted,
and we each become as the other,
our differences swallowed in our similarity?
a friend has argued that tossed salad works for him,
each part fully distinct, and still it’s a whole,
another friend argues for a quilt,
each square distinct yet part of the larger,
a Chinatown within a large city,
I’ve argued for stew,
each part distinguishable
while still giving up its edges for the larger whole,
this week I hear of a chef from India
who presents curry as a mix of many,
in which the textures, the spices, the individual essences
blend into a distinctive whole,
with the unique power of each part
alive and well in a whole that can be magnificent,
may we as a country be as a curry.
by Henry H. Walker
September 27, ’13image courtesy of google images
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