The Adventure

Posted on January 10, 2018 by

I said something last week about ‘new adventures’ and ‘challenges’. Here’s the tale of something I tried, and will probably never do again …

THE ADVENTURE

I had an oyster burger
once         ordered it
with a sense of risk

I took a mouthful                                             
chewed thoughtfully
swallowed
stared hard
at the bite-marks

wondered about
my mental balance
took another bite
a lot harder
to gulp down

the burger
became a matter
of indigestion
and burp

A
A

my scans - after 18 112 cover To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she is now living in Shawnigan Lake, BC. She is married to Robert, an accountant, and they have three sons, Andrew Jon Mark ... and two cats, Alice and Chaucer. Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more... Clarity House Press has published several of her chapbooks including: Berry and the Birthday Band (2010) One of These Little Ones (1987) – out of print Cuernavaca Diary (1990) – out of print Seasons (1993) – out of print Watch-night (2005) – out of print
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2 Responses to The Adventure

  1. Francine Wallace says:
    January 10, 2018 at 10:02 am

    HeHeHe! A good way to learn; I probably would have tried one also, do not like fresh oysters, will not now.

    Reply

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