Letter to Couple in Restaurant

Written for:  Friday Writings:  #54:  Writing to a Stranger

"So, for this week’s optional prompt, I invite you to write to a stranger. Not just any stranger, but someone specific you have in mind, whether observed or imagined. It doesn’t have to be someone you observed during the pandemic; but it could be if you like. Make the title of your piece 'Letter to' or 'Postcard to' the name or description of the person.  E.g. mine will be, 'Letter to the Man Who Sits on the Steps Across from the Park'."

Dear Couple in Restaurant

I observed you while
a friend and I were
having a chatty dinner.
Neither of you looked
up to glance or speak
to the other.  Absorbed
in your texting.  How
bored you must have been.
Even lifting wine glasses
to lips, your eyes remained
fixated on your phones.  Why
shell out money for a meal
in a restaurant if you only
wish to converse with people
who are not present?

Perplexed in Portland


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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15 Responses to Letter to Couple in Restaurant

  1. Sadje says:

    Oh yes, I’ve seen them too.


  2. It’s quite horrifying, really.


  3. The modern world is made of strange creatures… looking at screens all the time.


  4. LOL.. but it happens a lot, doesn’t it. Restaurants or at home, people are glued to one screen or another. And they’d rather text than talk… yes, strange!


  5. Jim says:

    There is a bond among the young, multitask phone romance with a meal thrown in?


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