Riehlife Poem of the Day: Katrina Vandenberg’s “Pesto in August”

Pesto in August by Katrina Vandenberg from Atlas How many times does this ritual repeat itself, preparation that begins with sweetness unlocked by the parting of leaves? How many women have unpetaled garlic cloves, dripped oil cold-pressed from olives down a bowl’s curve, ground the edible seeds of pine with mortar and pestle until the…