The Australian Woman Who Was Preoccupied With The Squid Poem by RIC BASTASA

at the fisherman's wharf
i was with this australian tourist
taking dinner

the place was not filled with people
the ambience was conducive to poetry

i scanned a poem and showed it to her
as she sliced a squid with black sauce
on her plate

i liked that poem very much
and i read it to her aloud with feelings

she is not human at all i think
she simply shrugged her shoulder saying

too much emotionalism is not good
as there are too many things to do in life

rather than reading poetry at all
too many places to go and too many nice

people to meet and "here you are" she said
" in time for dinner, weeping upon words".