I make no excuses for my Muse who resides
in Zodiac’s centrifugal eye. She spies on me
through fog-shrouded shadows at night.
My Muse on leave from her usual station
beside Santa Rosalia, guardian of Monterey.
She waits tables at the waterfront nightclub
at a spot where I’m often asked to snap photos
on iPhones for tourists from faraway lands.
My Muse has a special talent for delighting
customers who circumnavigate the place,
and is envied by many who amplify her cheer
as they quaff frosty glasses of imported beer.
About Thomas Piekarski
Thomas Piekarski is a former editor of the California State Poetry Quarterly. His poetry and interviews have appeared in Nimrod, Portland Review, Kestrel, Cream City Review, Poetry Salzburg, Boston Poetry Magazine, The Journal, Gertrude, The Bacon Review, and many others. He has published a travel guide, Best Choices In Northern California, and Time Lines, a book of poems. He lives in Marina, California.
