‘TINCTURE’

in Latina and creole in the cactus house, incanting the tincture of cultural resilience. 
And in the autumn dusk, a drop of Chinese sorghum, sweet cane  
iron, magnesium, potassium rich, is placed on the lips of baby Isiah.  
And he smiles in rapture with so much oxygen and women’s laughter  
and the soft words of Elders warming the chilled air, 
who deftly de-pulp sacred seeds, fifty generations strong, from orange pumpkin melba.

“Being able to connect food with communities allows them to understand heritage, allows them to understand power, it allows us to share. ”

– Pamela Shor, Black Rootz

Hear from the women using ancestral food growing to cultivate communities, with love, in London:

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