Poetry - Issue 20 | May 2014

Floating World

by Karen


Floating World

When Jiro dreams, he dreams of sushi.
His knife slices red tuna smooth as water.
Of ten tuna for sale, only one can be best.
He buys his first choice or nothing at all.

His knife slices red tuna, smooth as water,
his fingers telling him the taste.
He buys his first choice or nothing at all.
His grandfather was the god of eel.

His fingers told him the taste.
He was a sushi sensei, a legend.
Jiro never met Grandfather, god of eel.
The market is a cavern, a temple of tuna

for a sushi sensei, a legend.
The bite should be crisp, then sink into flesh
at the market, a cavern, a temple of tuna,
a swirl of cold ocean made solid.

The bite should be crisp, then sink into flesh
of ten tuna for sale. Only one can be best,
a swirl of cold ocean made solid,
Jiro says. He dreams of sushi.

Editor’s note: Jiro Dreams of Sushi (2011), a documentary directed by David Gelb, follows eighty-five-year-old Jiro in his quest to perfect the art of sushi making.


About the author

Karen Greenbaum-Maya is a retired clinical psychologist in California. In another life, she was a German Lit major, read poetry for credit, and lived for Art. She has been in such wild places as: Jasper, Alberta; Radium, British Columbia; Ray Lakes in the Sierras, and the Greyhound bus depot in downtown Los Angeles after dark. She received Honorable Mention in the Muriel Craft Bailey Memorial Contest, and her poems and photographs have appeared in Lilliput Review, Off the Coast, and Sow’s Ear. Kattywompus publishes her two chapbooks, Burrowing Song and Eggs Satori. See more at her blog.

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