songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

H1N1

NO I DO NOT WANT YOUR H1N1 FLOTSAM  IN MY DRINK

At the Lightbox  waiting to see Peggy Guggenheim

documentary  barmaid with a cold wipes her nose

repetitively   Otherwise she is chic+bell-bottomed

Her hands getting sticky as I try to escape with some

dignity    Alas  no cocktail for me   (Ophelia-tinis/$21)

 

A man with green corduroys  +a woman with a limp

comment on my fresh style   They swoon for my fire-red

hair   I stare glassy-eyed  no tequila to ease my misanthropia

And  with my favourite literary critic Harold Bloom  I agree:

Ophelia went to a better place than had she married

Hamlet the Dane

__

A creeping unclean thing he seems  His nasty poking +sniffling

at his mother  His traps for the King  His conceited perversion for 

Ophelia  make him always intolerable  (D.H. Lawrence too agrees)

 

ophelia

 

 

Winter 2015    for Paolo Santalucia Hamlet 

 

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