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A Wicker Basket
Comes the time when it’s later
and onto your table the headwaiter
puts the bill, and very soon after
rings out the sound of lively laughter—
Picking up change, hands like a walrus,
and a face like a barndoor’s,
and a head without any apparent size,
nothing but two eyes—
So that’s you, man,
or me. I make it as I can,
I pick up, I go
faster than they know—
Out the door, the street like a night,
any night, and no one in sight,
but then, well, there she is,
old friend Liz—
And she opens the door of her cadillac,
I step in back,
and we’re gone.
She turns me on—
There are very huge stars, man, in the sky,
and from somewhere very far off someone hands me a slice of apple pie,
with a gob of white, white ice cream on top of it,
and I eat it—
Slowly. And while certainly
they are laughing at me, and all around me is racket
of these cats not making it, I make it
in my wicker basket.
— BY ROBERT CREELEY
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Lovely
I know they weren’t tears…but still.
Beats the heck out of the seagulls. 😉 Equilibrium restored.
I told you elephants were Modernists.
Best Comment at You Tube: “So that’s what my teeth sound like”
Heart warming to say the least. Thank you.
I kept waiting for the elephant to start singing… : (
Very nice. Pedal-pushers, mandals and purse, too. Now, try that with an African bull in must.
1) reminds me of the excellent film, “Water For Elephants.”
2) unfortuately, *also* reminds me of those eco-sexuals in love with trees….
3) the piano needs tuning. desperately.
Gives a new meaning to ‘tickling the ivories’.
either the moon is made of green cheese
or that piano was way, way out of tune.
next time get a well-tuned concert grand out there
and play that pachyderm some Rachmaninoff.
rabbit – LOL
I imagine getting that heavy piano out there contributed to the detuning.
My favorite Debussy tunes after “Girl with the Flaxen Hair.”
One of my most favorite composers. His compositions were dreams in a time of terror.
I adore good music. Me and the elephant.