The humble banana becomes an expression of welcome, joy, defiance, transition, love, plenty and evidence in this unlikely food poem. Enjoy! They didn’t come for the bananas, but everyone who came through that hole in the wall wanted one, the West ready with its Welkommen! mountains of yellow. After twenty-eight years of concrete-cold days and… Read More The East Berliner, 1989 – Food Poem by Ginger Murchison