Cactus Cafe

Gary Edward Geraci

 

Civil, private public places, chic willow 

Placemats adorn a monumental mahogany bar

Where tonight, joyful patrons, diverse 

People, digest courteous discourse and

Chivalrous discussions to the tune of

Whether a Creator or random chance

Is the reason for the present moment.

Little waffling over late night waffles, 

Eggs, and coffee; talks of substance and 

Circumstance ensuing long into the night; 

Imbued by another round of signature,

Short stack, square, buttermilk pancakes milking

Ontological speculations until

Milked dry; driving everyone to drive themselves 

Home before the talks turned to trite tautologies. 

- Gary Edward Geraci

  • Author: Gary Edward Geraci (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 5th, 2018 19:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: “Cactus Cafe” is a real place located on the campus of the University of Texas at Austin. An engineering student there during the late 1990’s, I would go to the Cactus Cafe during the day to study, drink coffee and from time to time, would end up seated next to a philosophy study group talking about existential subject matter. Whether they have a mahogany bar or not, I can’t remember. I’m not sure if they serve breakfast into the wee hours of the night either... poetic license, I suppose, is a good thing. How about we meet up at the Cactus Cafe and talk about it?
  • Category: Friendship
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  • onepauly

    sounds like you had a good breakfast.
    ha! ha!

  • orchidee

    A fine write Gary. I know a similar Café maybe, in UK, in my home town. A sort of student-y/green-y conservation/'save-the-world' campaigne-y type of café.
    I used to go to a monthly 'green' meeting there but got bored - they waffled!

    • Gary Edward Geraci

      All credit to Orchidee for the introduction to the British sense of the word “waffle”...I’ve been biting at the bit I mean waffle to use it ever since!

    • Goldfinch60

      Those places were wondrous in which to be involved, the number of world issues we could fix in our bar were legend - it may be the beer talking of course.

      • Gary Edward Geraci

        Amen Goldfinch - let’s never stop hoping for a revival of sorts that would encourage this sort of delightful intercourse!



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