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Sunday, July 16, 2017

Sunday Poem

Counterman

—What'll it be?

Roast beef on rye, with tomato and mayo.

—Whaddaya want on it?

A swipe of mayo.

Pepper but no salt.

—You got it. Roast beef on rye.

You want lettuce on that?

No. Just tomato and mayo.

—Tomato and mayo. You got it.

…Salt and pepper?

No salt, just a little pepper.

—You got it. No salt.

You want tomato.

Yes. Tomato. No lettuce.

—No lettuce. You got it.

…No salt, right?

Right. No salt.

—You got it. Pickle?

No, no pickle. Just tomato and mayo.

And pepper.

—Pepper.

Yes, a little pepper.

—Right. A little pepper.

No pickle.

Right. No pickle.

—You got it.

Next!

Roast beef on whole wheat, please,

With lettuce, mayonnaise and a center slice

Of beefsteak tomato.

The lettuce splayed, if you will,

In a Beaux Arts derivative of classical acanthus,

And the roast beef, thinly sliced, folded

In a multi-foil arrangement

That eschews Bragdonian pretensions

Or any idea of divine geometric projection

For that matter, but simply provides

A setting for the tomato 

To form a medallion with a dab

Of mayonnaise as a fleuron.

And—as eclectic as this may sound—

If the mayonnaise can also be applied

Along the crust in a Vitruvian scroll

And as a festoon below the medallion,

That would be swell.

—You mean like in the Cathedral St. Pierre in Geneva?

Yes, but the swag more like the one below the rosette 

At the Royal Palace in Amsterdam.

—You got it.

Next!


by Paul Violi
from Overnight
Hanging Loose Press


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