{"id":1081,"date":"2017-03-07T06:57:51","date_gmt":"2017-03-07T06:57:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/peterschireson.com\/?p=1081"},"modified":"2021-07-06T12:44:23","modified_gmt":"2021-07-06T12:44:23","slug":"dear","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peterschireson.com\/dear\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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I saw Mick Jagger once
with his girlfriend at a caf\u00e9 two tables away
from where my mother and I were eating lunch.
\u201cMick Jagger!\u201d I blurted under my breath,
as if I\u2019d just arrived from the sea floor.
My mother was eating a wedge of cantaloupe
in her manner\u2014
first, the silver knife under the flesh,
but leaving the severed pieces to rest
in place on the rind, then
a series of precise vertical cuts,
rhombus chunks of melon
a small clutch of passengers
shoulder to shoulder in the boat of rind.
I told my mother I\u2019d secretly taken a cellphone picture
of Mick and his girlfriend
and felt bad about being so selfish.
Not selfish on purpose<\/em>, mother said,
but I replied, Yes, on purpose<\/em>.
But not really meaning to be selfish<\/em>, she said,
but me saying, Yes, I was,<\/em>
until she said, We are not selfish, dear.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I saw Mick Jagger once with his girlfriend at a caf\u00e9 two tables away from where my mother and I were eating lunch. \u201cMick Jagger!\u201d I blurted under my breath, as if I\u2019d just arrived from the sea floor. My mother was eating a wedge of cantaloupe in her manner\u2014 first, the silver knife under … <\/p>\n