Love and Lunch at the Bardo

Lunch & Love at the Bardo

Sitting at the outdoor Bar & Grill of the Bardo
Hotel halfway down Baja California, eating
chicken enchiladas, we gaze. Our eyes graze out
over the round ocean, our ancestral homestead.

The vast blue turning Sky & Sea is on fire
and very small, and there's plenty of room
in her little brown eyes for more than
one sun, one sky, one Pacific Ocean.

Each enchilada contains a stadium of hushed fans.
Each enchilada contains a sellout crowd
of roaring faces. We each eat two and
then go for a long walk along the beach.

We walk the edge until the earth
turns us away from the churning
blue and—cuckoo clock sudden—
towards a deep black heaven pumping stars.

Hand in hand we barefoot back to the Bardo & Bed
for some happy happy boom boom.
And afterwards she says: "O Harvey,
we have everything, except money."


Harvey Goldner