Welcome to the 177th Virtual Poetry Circle!
Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.
Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s books suggested. Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.
Also, sign up for the 2012 Fearless Poetry Reading Challenge because its simple; you only need to read 1 book of poetry. Please visit the stops on the 2012 National Poetry Month Blog Tour.
Today’s poem isfrom Frazier Russell:
Blue Tango
Say it's the year of their courtship,
your mother and father,
in the ballroom of the Shoreham Hotel,
summer 1952.
In this plush setting,
the orchestra swells
time and again to a tune
always their favorite.
Any Friday night you could find them
on the dance floor.
He in tux and cummerbund.
She in a black strapless,
hem brushing the waxed wood
as though it were a lilypad.
Surrounded on all sides by Jesuits
and their débutante dates
in crushed velvet,
pearls around their necks
like a load of light.
How you love to imagine
that somehow everyone in that room
although a little tipsy
will get home safely
and fumble in love for their beds.
That the smoke from cigarettes
ringing the room in red
like hot coals is still rising.
Say somewhere birds lift off the lake
and it never gets light.