Linda Hepner

Restaurant Scene

The candle flickers on the restaurant table,
Shadows lie across the menu listing
Spicy rice and chutneys we are able
To taste in silence, both our eyes resisting
Intimacy we’ve bitten in our lips;
A lifetime’s truths and treason we must hide
As even candlelight can not eclipse
The light that conversation would provide.

Another couple nearby shamelessly
Gaze at eachother: he loquatious, talks
To hide his lustful motives; blamelessly
She listens, smiles as if agreeing, stalks
With creeping hand his careless fingers, seeming
As if she wasn’t waiting for his hot advance…
He strokes her patient palm and says that dreaming
Had not prepared him for this true romance.

We eavesdrop, voyeurs, as they unaware
Lighten our burdened hearts; released we smile
One to the other, as two colleagues share
A secret, and superior awhile
To all the world, we let ourselves direct
Our eyes to one another, surface glance
That we will feast on, greedily connect
A moment, then return to routine trance.


Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2005

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Comments about Restaurant Scene by Linda Hepner

  • Anna Russell (2/21/2006 11:05:00 AM)

    A true people watcher is a rare thing, two together are an unstoppable force. I enjoyed reading this very much. Well thought out with clever rhymes and a lovely subject. Thanks for letting us in on the secret!
    Anna xxx

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  • Hugh Cobb (12/21/2005 10:44:00 PM)


    This is very well delineated. A tale well-told, the older, more experienced couple and the younger couple who remind them of the erotic dinner dance. Good poem. The descriptions are vivid and we who have some years under our belts can certainly identify with the point of view.

    All the best with Peace.


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  • Charles Chaim Wax (12/21/2005 5:58:00 PM)

    the manifestation of need
    that yearning
    sweeping away
    because it's so hard to bear
    yet how this is done
    the great mystery
    of human connection
    to really know the other
    and the other really knowing you
    without masks
    in a world filled with high fashion
    a wonderful poem

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  • Blake Herme (12/21/2005 11:08:00 AM)

    unlike the majority of the attempted poems posted by novice poets on this site, this one actually works, which proved a pleasant surprise. i would say this is a nice lyric poem, which captures well the atmosphere and absurdity of the dating game.

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