From the corner waiting
For a table at an Italian diner
Nothing is a reminder
Of sweet Roman eves
Of Vespas whisking by
Of the trassevere area
Where I once stayed
Only wanting to savor
A gustatory memory
Comparing an old street
In an urban Roman spot
With the new suburbs
In a strip mall in the U. S.
Does not come across
Even though the food
Was actually quite tasty!
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