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POETRY BY CANDLELIGHT
Trying to write
poetry by candlelight
in an NYC club
with soca music
& chitterchatter—
the soul/ the heartbeat
of fantasia
& sinister night time
post midnight;
dreaming of love;
all the hopes failed
with imported beer
from South
of the border
& the perpetual
poetic solitude
in full force
waiting for the band
with rasta speak;
ain’t in sync
with false vision of gospel
St. Mark’s fails
to make a dent
& Senegalese cuisine
sitting uncomfortably
in my gut
no one said
the plight
would be easy
& it sure as Hell
hasn’t been
October 11, 1992, Manhattan
You captured the pulse and
You captured the pulse and ambiance perfectly. I was there . . . and didn't have to worry about social distancing!
A very enjoyable night out.
back in the day when you
back in the day when you could go to a live event and have a drink and try to write poems on napkins by candlelight. I remember fondly. thanks for dropping by and commenting.