After Quarantine Ends

After Quarantine Ends

A Poem by Marie Anzalone
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English translation of a poem I wrote in Spanish.

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Take a trip. We all need

a change, a break. From ourselves

the house, our spouses, the same

4 rooms. Well, pick a direction

and go. If you find yourself

by chance in New York City,

eat a hot dog, with everything,

from a street vendor in Central Park.

Your life will not have meaning

if you do not. Believe me.

And do not eat sushi bought

in a gas station- are you insane?

You did not survive a pandemic

to die this way. That is like traveling

to Italy to order a hamburger;

or worse, visiting Boston to order

Manhattan clam chowder. God

might not condemn you to hell

but the locals absolutely will. No.

If you eat sushi in New York, look for

a place with a sign whose letters

you cannot read. For real, you should

search out all kinds of food prepared

by a chef who does not speak

your own language, all that well.

Your chapter in the book your children

will write tomorrow depends on

your spirit of adventure, today.

Quarantine is just a good excuse.

 

 

© 2021 Marie Anzalone


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Comfort food is the end all be all of this quarantine business, people will and have spent endless amounts of unemployment dollars on comfort food, it seems to feed the soul. It boggles my mind that people will drop 70 to 90 dollars on pizza when that would buy a week's worth of groceries for most people. It's the normalcy they are craving and food is what sustains life as well as air and water, the latter can be found at home, it is an indulgence that seems to soothe fear or calms and comforts, but not everyone can drive to Detroit or New York to buy a perfect pizza, but the hunger, the zest, the passion for life can apparently be found in eating good comfort food!

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Chefs often shout, ' Better the devil you know. ~. than the man who can't speak his language!.'

What you've posted makes utter sense plus, there are touches of dry wit, intentional or not. Is like wearing cotton in Winter and wondering why frostbite hits. (Best unlikely comparison I can think as dawn decides it might as well wake up!) Seems your writing can instruct in very serious tones.. or make valid points in this more light hearted way.. whichever.. is good to see you in the cafe, seemingly relaxed for now. Hope so. Take care, keep safe, R., and hello, been how many years we've passed in the night?!

' Your chapter in the book your children ~ will write tomorrow depends on ~ your spirit of adventure, today. ~ Quarantine is just a good excuse.'

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Exactly my thoughts. Personally speaking, I intend to share my sharing tapas with the locals in a small town on the border of Spain and France. Can't wait.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Indeed, the old paths are secure, but they can become prisons.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Marie Anzalone
Marie Anzalone

Xecaracoj, Quetzaltenango, Guatemala



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Bilingual (English and Spanish) poet, essayist, novelist, grant writer, editor, and technical writer working in Central America. "A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to ta.. more..

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