impressionism at a Canadian strip joint, 2001, when crossing the border wasn’t such a hassle

July 2, 2013 § Leave a comment

the dancer
said she was studying
composition
at university

said she liked to
play Debussy the most
when she had
the chance

that is, when she
wasn’t working her
way through school
one strobe enhanced song
at a time

I believed her –
had no reason not to

the bass notes thrumming
over catcalls from
the drunks
made me wonder

if
this sound was anything
like the last thing
Claude heard
as he was carried
through Parisian
streets during the
spring offensive

a sonic staccato
in place of
public mourning

(c) 2013 Fred Whitehead

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