Friday, June 7, 2013

Anticipating a long beach walk, what meal/what poem will transpire?

Food and poetry both share a weight of the unknown.  A weight of anticipation.  Today it is sunny.  Perhaps the poem will be bright.  Most probably the dinner, nutritious.  Lunch will definitely be sushi.

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  1. (H. cont.)

    As he began to awake, he thought of an old friend
    whose gifts in presenting food and various trinkets
    intrigued him when he stopped by to visit
    He wondered how his friend was doing, and where he lived

    They used to share such simple and satisfying meals
    and of course the dessert of local gossip
    with much wine, many laughs, a few references
    to mutual friends, and the whiff of new romances

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