The Street

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – July Covid-19 P.A.D. – Day 27
Outdoor Dining

“As we practiced social distancing, restaurants resorted to moving the dining experience outdoors. Patios emerged where there weren’t any. Streets were cordoned off and seating was extended into the resulting space. And there were the ever-present food trucks to contend with. Even a backyard wienie roast sufficed to keep the ambiance strictly airy! Take us on that dining experience (picnic is included) and express it in your words.”

Tiny restaurants
are fronted by
two or three
tables on the
With current
heat wave, I was
astounded to see
people eating
outdoors. Some
places put up
tents, some extended
awnings. By far,
the strangest sight
is around the corner,
where a Japanese/Korean
B-B-Q restaurant placed
tables in a section
of their parking lot.
They strung lights,
and placed flower
pots artfully around
the perimeter, but
dining with your back
to a dumpster leaves
much to be desired.
I’ll stay in.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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