let’s go dutch!

dVerse challenge to write a poem to “bridge the gap” between two book quotes…

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“You American Calvinists have done pretty well at preserving the major and minor melodies of the Genevan Psalter. Psalm 42, 68 and 73 are all in your Psalter Hymnal.” (1)

Need a windmill erected or a canal dug?
leave it to the Dutch who reclaimed their land
from the sea and their church from the Arminians.

The frozen chosen sing hymns loud and proud
yet aren’t opposed to a cold beer after baling hay.

Dutch immigrants left old country and old folks
verwelkomen to America. The old ways hung on:
check planting, milking Holsteins, tulip festivals.

Some people think Dutch Calvinists are stodgy;
it’s plain stubbornness, which serves them well.

They are a resourceful, hard working lot;
thrifty, loyal as orange, clean to a fault and
possessing an earthy sense of humor.

“It was the Dutch who discovered that adding the Common Juniper’s dark blue berries to a strong but tasteless and colorless liquor gave it a unique taste.” note: gin was first called “hollands” (2)

 


  1. p. 27, Style & Class by Sietze Buning
  2. p. 45, North AmericanTrees, Fandex Family Field Guide

polder struggle

 

dutch engineering:

keep head above water and

hold finger in dike

 

Head Above The Water

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The Dutch people are masters in water-engineering as much of their country lies below sea level.  Henk Hofstra created the sculpture (above), “Head Above The Water”, on display at Lely.  The statue on top is of Cornelis Lely (1854-1929) who created the plans for the “Delta Works” project of reclaiming “polder” land from the sea. 

(source: Carpe Diem Haiku Kai)

 

pannekoeken!

Remember home’s kitchen where cheery (if gaudy) yellow & green wallpaper, Mom’s gentle love, and Dad’s loud laughter surrounded our family eating at table booth by patio window.  Every Saturday morning, my Dutch-American mother served us Swedish pancakes (like crepes) stacked with butter and syrup, or rolled up with brown sugar inside or, occasionally, topped with fresh strawberries and whipped cream.  My best childhood friend, Joyce, would come overnight on Friday to savor the next day’s breakfast.  We’d smell fried sweetness upon awakening and hurry downstairs to kitchen in our pajamas.  Between delectable bites, we would giggle over private jokes and tease my younger brother.  Now I make these favorite pancakes for my hungry boys on Saturday mornings, and they quickly eat to see who gets the last one!  Mom’s recipe (“tweaked” over the years):  3 3/4 cups milk, 4 eggs, 2 1/2 cups white flour, 4 tsp. sugar, 1/2 tsp. vanilla (cousin Ben’s addition), 1 tsp. salt and 4 TBS. cooking oil.  Heat round electric skillet to 350, spray hot pan, pour thin batter, turn once and serve warm, with love.
 

lick maple syrup

morning after sleepover

snow falling outside

 


Bjorn hosting haibun prompt where dVerse poets share special recipes…

European tour: Netherlands

Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai hosts virtual tour of Europe this month.

toeristic

 

plump Dutch grandmother

stirs raisins in rice pudding

Holsteins graze pasture

 

(Photo credit: CDHK)