Kristin's Dream in November
I went thru the turnstyle to the party In the risqué penthouse that was not A penthouse, I followed people but maybe They weren't people, it was ethical To follow them over the edges of the balloons Until we found some tapsons to eat, heartily We indulged & found the right move in relation To the movements of the lion's mouth, the mouth Which counted all who entered & left waywardly Haphazardly the immigrant sphere where Frozen petals fell behind the red curtain So slowly they woke me like a knock on door #7 Behind which I'm dreaming & trying to tango remorselessly
Copyright © 2011 by Bernadette Mayer. Used with permission of the author.
Bernadette Mayer is the author of numerous books of poetry and prose, including: Poetry State Forest (New Directions, 2008).
Date Published: 2011-02-25
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/kristins-dream-november