(Hyde Park, Chicago- USA)
Green hydrangia snips
chocolate dress flairs
westerly wind blows
Window air conditioner
motors hum, dripping water
crackles concrete glazes
reflective sunlit path
Purposeful stride passes
unintended entrances
Arrived
Flip flop bottomed foot
curlsteps wooden threshold
Warmed feet and shoulders
cloaked slowly by cold
turned cool, calm climate
controlled rustic room
to dine. Ty-RA, ta-
ta, Mom-mi Ting voice
sound spoken language
Four family diners
small talk
small square table
small square red checked tablecloth
drapes four corners
four pairs that bookend
intertwined fingers of hands folded
rounds set for notice as patience
Observed
Table for one please.
Clang, flatware falls
klink-klack, it touches glass
kitchen music
No sound of chop-chop splunk
cleaver and vegetables can
be deciferred to please senses,
although, aroma...
Fresh bread and grilling onions
an ahh.
Chip-chip
chat-chat food talk
nice not loud.
Deeply inhale to sort
the pleasure here
for now.
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