a quick note,
November 15, 2007 at 5:27 pm | Posted in music, poetry, writing | 4 CommentsTags: poetry, writing
Did you fall in love with some islander boy
on a casual Sunday afternoon?
Was the exotic a poison, or did it invigorate?
I apologise I did not wait,
the keys are on the fridge
the maid has cleaned the room
but there is an opening in Luxemburg,
some castle, Gandre, or some such
and I am left in circumstance without choice.
I have left your jewellery in the safe deposit box
in Rio de Janeiro. You will have to find your own
way back. Perhaps the islander boy can swim?
I will meet you in London on Sunday.
If you are not there I shall wait until resources
are thin and compulsion arises.
I am no longer sure who is following
who, me or you,
Oh, when you get there I shall
introduce you to
Richard Tognetti,
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lovely. the exotic was very certainly invigorating; and Tognetti is someone I won’t mind getting introduced to, at all! Ah well, but I am not a female, alas; yet I would love if he should sprinkle some of his virtuoso magic upon me!
Your endings with commas never fail to amaze me!
Comment by narziss— November 15, 2007 #
This spins out brilliantly, sending the reader timetravelling for the before and after. A beautiful, clever fragment….
Comment by jo— November 15, 2007 #
a perfect escape for a dull afternoon
Comment by Mark— November 16, 2007 #
yes i did
the latter
yes he can of course
thank you
Comment by artpredator— November 23, 2008 #