His
Grubby Secrets
he
jaws
wide open
savored
them all
all
w/out apology
his
grubby secrets
he was all
thump
& thunder
a
well-heeled rover
a
licentious guzzler
a brazenly
loudmouth
savage
intravenous
investor
a
ribald raconteur
he
could
be found
anywhere
in
a small dingy villa
under
monsoon clouds
at
a sidewalk cook-fire
curved
over a bowl of
springy
noodles soaked
in
a pungent consommé
he
punk
bones knee deep
in
parts
unknown
not
of
this
world
the
world
he
swallowed
whole
&
disappeared
from
***
I gasped when I heard the news of
Anthony Bourdain’s passing this morning. I’m not sure any other public figure
saw as much of the world as he did, tasted it, inhaled it, and wrote about it
so that we could be there with him. He was a visionary. A culinary rock star.
He was human. Painfully so. Despite all of his blessings and accomplishments,
the darkness got him. He didn’t deserve to die and we didn’t want to lose him. I
hope he’s found the peace he wasn’t able to find in his physical life.
In propinquity,
Nic
A stunning tribute to an icon worthy of the title, Bean. It took me days to put my emotions into words and you captured him in fewer than 100. I'd say well done, but my heart is still broken.
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