you are reading a poem, and the phrase
‘pimento olive’ slams into your consciousness.
You are not sure what this means.
You have some awareness of the olive,
Mediterranean fruit of salads and sandwiches
and the occasional pizza abound,
but beg what of the standardising prefix?
Pimento. Is this black, or green?
Does this mean it is stuffed, with a red dot
shining like a bindi at one end?
Is it a breed, a preparation perhaps?
The bridge where memory meets language
has crumbled, curiosity
scratching at the gates of discovery;
grab the dictionary, and let the cat in.