Lunch in Early Winter

Lunch in Early Winter

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Lunch in Early Winter




ice menu
         but a warming trend

you think of him through sleeting eyes

but then our longing touches across the table
we sip our cocktails
and wet our lips with appetizers
imagine our tongues reaching for dessert

the hour ends,
you pack up your heart
for another day,
go back to the cold forecast
that lingers in your own backyard,

and i slip back into your distance
back to being a possibility 
an aftertaste

something to remind you
that dinner could bring summer
back to life.



erin-cilberto
12/16/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto


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Just like having a first date with a potential life partner.

The two share a meal and part ways knowing that if they overcome their own isolation and take another chance their love could blossom into a life long romance.

Excellent use of comparisons with the polar opposite seasons of winter and summer.

Another fine piece of writing, Jacob.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you for your insightful words, Doodley...

j.



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erin-cilberto,
"Lunch in early winter" was a truly picturesque word picture of the wonder of enjoying time with a special person. A meal together is such a treat when two people can just focus on the other's face and just enjoy their company and conversation. You brought this experience to life.......It was like being there..............bless you much.................Kathy

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Kathy...
j.
It reminds me of a person who has recently gotten out of a long term relationship, maybe their spouse has died, and they are braving a new possibility with another person, but are cautious. But it's sexy too, like the parts "tongues reaching for dessert" and even "an aftertaste" and "dinner could bring summer". Don't ask me why I'm finding the food parts to be sexy, I just had some hot sauce, maybe that's it LOL

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

ha ha, yes, must be the hot sauce, D.

thanks for the smile...

j.
AWESOME write Jacob. I especially like the final lines which bring such wonderful closure...as per your forte!

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Sharon.
j.
The possibilities from that first lunch date. Two people looking for something they no longer have but not sure of any action going forward, who knows what dinner would bring. Another masterful piece, j.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Ted.

j.
A gentle musing on a winter of some discontent, though laced with exquisite references to the bud of love that will perhaps be ripened by summer’s sweet breath.

Apologies jacob if I wax a little poetic in my paraphrasing, but that is always what your poetry does to me. :))

Beccy.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

on the contrary...i appreciate your poetic response, my friend.

thank you

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I love the gentle hints of attraction that float along between the two people described going thru some slightly-friendly motions, possibly heavy with at least one of their minds touching on further possibilities. It seems these are two ships passing in the night, but sometimes that flirtation can last longer than other options . . .

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you for your insightful words, barleygirl...

j.
oh the intrigue of romance .. this little lunch hour lends to me a very unique perspective of ice sleet, snow and hope for spring .. i was sitting at the table in the corner wondering who the couple is, where they will go and watched the sparks of interest joust between them ..thank you jacob ..it was fine service so i left a tip! :)
E.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Gee

2 Years Ago

Thanks E. Guess it made me a better father as I've tried to be all that I would have liked in a dad .. read more
jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

Gee,
just seeing the pictures of you and your daughter together it is easy to see, Your are t.. read more
Gee

2 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob
Fine poem ; an almost photographic setting, I imagine this as a scene in a French film, shades of hidden eroticism, then, a sad departure. Like it.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

i like your review better than the poem---you are so poetic, my friend...
j.
you longing reaches across the table...then have to leave to the cold forecast back at home. Hope that the encounter means more of each other. Nice way to express these feelings. Valentine

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Valentine...

j.
Interesting. Certainly a partner brings excellency in another's life but it oft lead to destruction and despair if the one gives all of his heart is not careful. A simple date can turn into the bullet that ends the beating heart if one's heart is crushed. The frightful nature of the two not knowing if they will become one brings a bit of suspense. I enjoyed the read. I would also wonder if ye read prose my good man? For I a first chapter of a new novel I'd love to receive critique and opinions on. Feel free to stop by if thee have the time.

Posted 2 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Years Ago

Cody, appreciate your words...but yes, i have trouble enough keeping up with reciprocating to all th.. read more

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jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..

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