Monthly Archives: March 2012

Taking a breather I see cracks reappearing in the old brown floor.

A bee-hived surfeuse perches on top of her dark chocolate board. Jolly red pirates in tri-cornered hats count their glittering loot. A pregnant grenouille with a big green smile squats on a bittersweet lily pad.

At the Pompidou: movies of Nijinsky and Pollock spilling paint. Emerging exhausted into the anteroom, we spot the young mistress.

You’re different, I said. What do you mean by that, my soul answered. I still love you. Isn’t that the important thing? Your love is different, I said. More precious now than ever. My soul was silent for awhile. It … Continue reading →