our last dinner date
the bones
picked clean

7 Responses

  1. David Oates Says:


  2. Alan Summers Says:

    our last dinner date
    the bones
    picked clean



    I do remember being politely declined as a boyfriend any more, but then we watched television, no politics. And I still went out with her and her mate for a while.

    Can't remember being disassembled over dinner, but those drama scenes on TV and film always make me cringe when they are set in a public arena. :-)

    a cat picking
    at discarded fast food
    this night without you
    filling with the hum
    of regular rain

    Alan Summers
    The Strand Book Of International Poets 2010 (Ed. Imran Hanif and Jane Lee ISBN: 9781907340062); Take Five: Best Contemporary Tanka Vol. 3 (MET Press 2010)
    July 2015 issue of brass bell, featuring poems by Alan Summers


  3. janewilliams Says:

    Loved this classically satirical senryu, powerful allusion and imagery
    … and as counterpoint …

    first dinner date
    each course
    barely touched

  4. Magyar Says:

    the last date
    our waiter and I
    received a tip

    __ Smiles, Jane… an uneasy scene that we all, at some point, may have been a part.

  5. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    …until there's nothing left! Very effective, Christine.


  6. Lynne Rees Says:

    I like how this can be read in different ways – a sense of a damn good meal, and/or a good debate, or the air cleared, or the more troubling relentless going over of something. And is it the last as in previous, or the last as in the last ever. Multi layered and enjoyable.

  7. Debbie Says:

    Wow . . .amazingly good! Sorry I have no poetic response today, but had to at least let you know how much I liked it! :)

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