The friends we had, the friends we leftAlong the siren streetsA signal past, a thousand theftsIn red light, white light beats Oh, where can I rest in this hidden townAs wind comes whistling throughIn light and dark, as it rains down,A dancer flails there too Somewhere she …
Read MoreFor the Reminiscing General
The General went fore, a prisoner of war,Enchained at the enemy’s behest;But now he’s back, the dust is slack,With wine I greet my guest. We sing in verse of skies and birds,Forbidding a barrack word;With spring before, we leave the warAnd howls of night unheard. But peaceful …
Read MoreIsland of Song
Afar I row a little boat,An island of song and show;Ashore I leave a nighttime noteOf footsteps laid below. For now it drizzles mist ahead,Mixed in with dark night green;I walk a path where willows tread,A painted river scene. I open the door and see a roomOf …
Read MoreIdle Spring
Today no toll in work or soulAs spring is green with ease;In Central Park I make my markTo see the cherry trees. A bird lets out its welcome shoutBeneath the building glass;The wind lets bare a woman’s hairIn lovely, flowing mass. I know the moon will come …
Read MoreA Chance Encounter
By chance I saw her at the cornerOf Fifth and Forty-Eight;The crowd moved past, we talked at last,And smiled as on a date.We planned to meet again sometimeOr talk at any rate,But the number she gave I failed to save,As charm’s a poor cousin to …
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