R.Benjamin Abate

Rookie - 158 Points (06/22/90 / Mattydale, NY)

Bread Without Butter - Poem by R.Benjamin Abate

The shacks are cursed
By water & bread-
There is no Calamari
Or Pesto Pasta with Pinot Grigio,
Or Baccalá with Pinot Grigio,
Or Fettucini Alfredo with Pinot Grigio,
Dinner is never complemented
By Cantaloupe & Gelato
No one will dream
Of Chickarees or Quokkas-
But, from time to time, an old Fisherman,
Sedated and asleep in his shoes,
Flies with sparrows
Through Disco-cotton balls
Falling from the sky.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was inspired by: 'Disillusionment Of Ten O'Clock' by Wallace Stevens

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 20, 2013

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