A WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON
The third
day of a heat wave. We escape to a new
Portuguese restaurant for a leisurely lunch.
Sublimely cool inside. The décor, sun colored stucco walls with a blue
tile border. The food, a blend of
seafood and rice; the wine, a chilled white.
I smile at
the other diners; they smile back.
Everyone is my friend. There is
no place but here, in this cool, blue tiled room with the sound of guitars
coming from an unseen source, the sweet, syrupy port slipping down my throat.
a dip in the lake
floating in the coolness
of dusk
Haibun
Today, Dec. 2012
