Lunch Poems....

One of my favorite poets is Frank O'Hara who wrote that great little chap book, Lunch Poems. Now, I'm not posting this because of poetry, or Frank O'Hara or such things, no. The other day I just decided to grab my lunch and drive out to the bay (in this case, next to the new Target in San Rafael) and enjoy my lunch while looking out onto the bay, with the forbidding, low-slung clouds and onto the San Rafael/Richmond bridge marching it's way into the mighty East Bay. 

Sometimes, lunch can be poetry....

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