Submitted by reader David McGimpsey in 1999...
: : Aloha Mai Tai! : :
: : Picked up Mai Tai on St. Lawrence Street—just great. My bro & I are huge Tiki-nuts. This postcard & enclosed poem are from a Tiki adventure in California. Hope you can use the poem in a future issue (?). I’m a “real” writer for what it’s worth—have 2 books out & working on next. : :
In San Diego’s Bali Hai, a fishbowled Blue Curaçao thing;
a sweet push toward Tijuana paramecium,
a brief jardinerie with potable orchids
overlooking Pearl Harbor-bound destroyers.
At San Francisco’s Tonga Room, rainfall indoors
while Fairmounters happy houred in Tahitian breeze;
buffeteers sheltering underneath bamboo thatches
as the floating orchestra played “Jungalero” and “Sunken City.”
Ola Los Angeles and Sunset Blvd’s tight Tiki-Ti
feuling Los Feliz glamoramas; nights in white cotton,
betting their industry-ready bodies will survive
through a wall of gin and tamales.
Bahooka! The idol-head is watching,
making horrible sounds (unpacifica).
Bahooka! Love it up sweet and sour. Bahooka!
Ginger-snapped lips. Bahooka! Bahooka!
Montreal, QC, Canada