If corn could talk, I imagine it would have a Rodney Dangerfield kind of voice.* Like other commodity plants, Zea mays doesn’t get much respect in a world that has overamped its production and crammed its chemical signature into a plethora of packaged goods.
It wasn’t always this way between humans and maize; we used to give corn its due as a life-giving crop, not just snack-filling substance. But, I respectfully submit, you can still raise corn from kernel to stalk and make it sacred. We start with a seed; who knows where it goes?
*Yes, that’s my second reference to Mr. No Respect this week! Have no idea why.
Copyright 2012, Lori Fontanes