Issue (Autumn 2007)
Fox's Lobster House Overlooking
was only the second
lobster roll I’ve ever had
cool and tasty and refreshing.
lobster rolls, Robin?”
My daughter peers at me over her
“No, I don’t like mayonnaise.”
I’m thinking that she would have liked
floating against the deep blue sky
over Nubble Lighthouse glistening
like an Edward Hopper
in the afternoon sun,
tour bus smoking outside,
the gulls gliding overhead
danced with a young guy,
she told me, proud of herself,
danced with her 32-year old Mexican guide
on the tour
and the Chichén Itzá Mayan
she danced with him, with another guy!
He said she
danced really well.
Of course she danced really well,
beautiful, and he’s a guy.
Some of the other men there
liked her moves too! Surprise!
So smooth and rhythmic,
like honey to the Mariachi Band beat.
sure glad all those dancing lessons
we’ve been taking
over the past
few years are finally paying off.
Some Other Men
called her tonight
and she answered, that’s two times
talking to her this week
while I was away from home.
doesn’t miss me much,
keeps busy, but a little missing
is better than nothing.
While in Copenhagen I experienced
Verdi’s Simon Boccanegra opera.
music – beautiful,
moving, tender, and alive.
scenes really moved me,
such as when Boccanegra and Amelia
suddenly realized they
were father and daughter.
when Amelia’s lover, Adorno,
blind jealousy over her,
has nightmares of her with other
He loves her and she’s with them,
and he’s powerless to make it stop,
nightmares swirling ceaselessly
through his head. I’ve
such nightmares so I know
how he feels. But
when I called her tonight she answered.