Pan

Bread in the shape of oblong rolls
Some conjoined with each other,
Flat bread with a cavernous hollow,
Bread that is round, thick, sturdy
Bread that seems like two saucers
Of bread fitted together, an Andean
Take on an English muffin, smooth
And delicate in its gaurded middle;
This is Chile. Chile is bread:
Bread for the holidays and bread for home,
Bread for the sake of bread. It is
Wonderful bread not Wonderbread®.
It is real bread, made by people
With real hands.

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