Ode to Desnivel
[Inspired primarily by the restaurant Desnivel in San Telmo, Buenos Aires, and Pablo Neruda’s Odes to the onion, tomatoes, and the lemon… ] Your name emerged From Google Maps and the Guide du Routard With such promise We timidly peeked Into what was a nondescript entrance Only to be welcomed By a glorious smell Of roasting meet And the visual delight Of an overloaded grill Right there in the entrance Waiting, beckoning us So we dove in And ordered a few cuts Of red meat Red, like a heart full of love Red, like a rose in bloom Red, like full lips waiting for a kiss So