Sunday, September 1, 2013

Fascicle [4]


Go back near the high grass by the River
Mill behind 131 Summer Street,
where the table and bench are still. Then roar
the words as they enter you from the air.
You're drunk on Prokofiev’s Nevsky score,
strolling Tchoupitoulas,* far from Amherst.
* New Orleans street, title of an unfinished fiction

(1 September 2013)

copyright 2013 by Floyce Alexander

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