last escort

Poem #18 from tuesday night at emile's (Final poem). Back to: tuesday night at emile's – Introduction she is walking away now has observed him taking his leave from the restaurant followed him to his home studying him to establish a measure in her mind of the ways he has changed since that first encounter … Continue reading last escort

you can’t take them with you

Poem #17 from tuesday night at emile's Back to: tuesday night at emile's – Introduction can’t take them with you you can’t take them with you sometimes you want to love them all night long sometimes you want to keep them when they ought to be gone sometimes you want to keep them but you … Continue reading you can’t take them with you

coming home

Poem #16 from tuesday night at emile's Back to: tuesday night at emile's – Introduction monsieur it is so good to see you such a long time apologies emile was not able to greet monsieur when he entered for the unfamiliar table the fare has been to the satisfaction of monsieur? the waiter attentive? bon … Continue reading coming home

who is he (2)

Poem #15 from tuesday night at emile's Back to: tuesday night at emile's – Introduction in a place of endings does he seek rebirth among these stone-bordered ghosts among shadows what hope does he seek what heart to find he is weeping are the tears that are falling spilled over me what does he mean … Continue reading who is he (2)

a connection

Poem #14 from tuesday night at emile's Back to: tuesday night at emile's – Introduction hello mama his approach has been along the gravel path beneath trees and open sky by turns he has meandered to take in the old headstones contrast them with newer trends a dithering indirect approach but at last he is … Continue reading a connection

and yet she looked so

Poem #11 from tuesday night at emile's Back to: tuesday night at emile's – Introduction a disaster it was not her he should have known she had never seen him before knew of no emile thank you for the flowers but I have to perform another set now good luck finding your lady no she … Continue reading and yet she looked so

sometimes it’s dancing – old fashioned tap

Poem #10 from tuesday night at emile's Back to: tuesday night at emile's – Introduction start your feet moving tap-eta-tap-eta-tap set your arms in motion make it light speed and dazzle tap-eta-tap-tapping [CLAP] shuffle around the issue don’t break the rhythm backwards is a special [CLAP] start another pattern ratchet up to blinding never stop … Continue reading sometimes it’s dancing – old fashioned tap