14 April 2010


In third grade I read
        aloud the name José 
   and pronounced it "joes"
the teacher's restrained giggle was
      like a clarion
    reddening my cheeks
    lowering my eyes

Last week I ordered a bottle 
         of Rosé wine
     in the company of a woman
the menu neglected the accent
  while the waiter haughtily
      corrected my "rows"