"Granny's Sugarcake." Now, sugarcake is something I loved when I was a child, and I was always there when she was making the sugarcake, because when you grated the coconut, you have to grate the coconut to make sugarcake. It got to the tiny bits where you can't grate anymore, and that was the bits I was waiting for. I used to eat those little bits, and it brings it all back to me. I mean, to say this is what poetry's all about, because it's about memory, it's also about observation, it's fun. "Granny's Sugarcake." "Sugarcake, sugarcake, a child sweet eating, a treat granny could make. She grate the coconut, put sugar in a hot pot. When it bubble up like crazy, she stir in the coconut, then she drop in some clove, a piece of cinnamon and a few drops of vanilla. She's screwing up she face, keeping she eye upon it. She's stirring it, she's stirring it, and her whole body shaking up. I telling you, my granny got rhythm. When the sugarcake ready, she spoon it out on a grease-proof paper. And as then my mouth began to water, but the look my granny gave me, tell me I got to wait for it to cool down good. Sugarcake, sugarcake. How I love the sugarcake my granny does make.".