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A Glass of Wine with Breakfast?IOften I skip breakfast and go straight on into lunch. So it was today, and I wanted something French. Salmon sushi over noodles with a glass of white wine In an open air café. The café was très moderne. A bit expensive but it gave me «le moment Parisien» I sought to capture on this day. II I've forgotten if, in Paris, trucks and traffic Are allowed by the open air cafés. The intrusion of a noisy delivery truck And a small crowd of cars dispelled my idyll. The noise and bustle just didn't seem to fit. I let my attention drift to something else While waiting for the noon rush to fade away. III The pretty busboy. I smile at him, and he smiles back As my eyes linger over his shape and face. I wonder if he guesses that my smile Contains more than a bit of lusty appreciation of him. His eyes seem to say He's been admired and desired by many others And that's just fine with him. IV And so it is: Café moderne, Salmon sushi and white wine, The intrusion of the city, The pretty, perhaps worldly-wise bus boy. The perfect déjeuner au Montréal. |
| 21 July 2004 | |
| by Bill Cattey | |
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