David Kherdian: This Evening

This evening's Armenian meal that you
cooked with pine nuts and strange
spices unknown to me, helped carry me
over from the food of my family to the
food of yours -- the gentle journey a man
makes when he takes a wife: and afterwards
you drew me for the first time, squinting
beautifully for perspective and giving
me a new glimpse into the changing beauty
caused by our growing love, as my own
severe pose for you gave you a new look
into an aspect of my character you said
you have never seen before.

3.4.71




This poem has appeared in The Nonny Poems, MacMillan Publishing Co Inc, New York, 1971