Poetry for a Saturday:
Glimpse Ouside
In the Thai restaurant
I ladled out red curry
Onto my bed of artfully mussed rice
(My eye wandered to the tabletop --
A plastic surface.
Underneath, a picture of
Laborors in a muddy river.
Elephants splash alongside,
The foliage weighing in all round.
I ask one laborer,
-- Nintau, how is the river?
He replies
-- Cold, full of dung and promise.
We cannot see tomorrow,
So let us enjoy today.
I only wish,
my friend,
That I wasn't trapped on a tapletop.)
I swallow a mouthful,
The curry winds down,
And I notice a van outside.