“A Day In The City” by C. Jean Pearlstein

My eyes eat up the lascivious display of greenery
And blossoms
In the canyon
We slither down to the city
To take in a movie
In French
We prepare for our voyage, listening
To language tapes
To face the Gaults
As we’re never prepared
To face each other
“What do you mean by ‘lascivious’?”
He asks, head bent over the newspaper
A rare glance at my poem
Revealing a puzzle
The left brain must pursue
To a logical answer
“It’s poetry”
I want to say, “By needing to ask the question, you may not feel my meaning.”
I smile, and move into the kitchen.

C. Jean Pearlstein

Photo by VC Ferry

© 2010

4 comments

  1. alexis Rhone Fancher · April 30, 2010

    Another extraordinary poem, Jean! I love your work more and more!

  2. lkthayer · April 30, 2010

    A great “slice of life” Jean! Wonderful writing, pleasure to squeeze you! 🙂

  3. Roz Levine · April 30, 2010

    Hi Jean,
    So much said about the life of a couple in this poem. I’m enjoying the new power in your voice so very much.
    xoxo
    Roz

  4. Lori Geisert · May 1, 2010

    I love the way you write! I feel like I can see into your life. It is like a window from your mind to your heart!

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