Friday, May 2, 2008


















Sway, sway, sashay across the floor, silver microphone in your hands, your raiment of gold. Sway as your silence keeps time with the rising tenor, sway against the veil of blueish smoke. What will you sing tonight...

My darling turns away her face, watch now as my darling turns away her face, flicks ashes and licks her lips of sullen brown. And she says, her hardened hands don't move as she says, what will she sing tonight?

Have you heard there has been blood on the streets tonight? Life here as stable as tomorrow's headline. Life here in the streets of homicide. On the streets of Harlem, I passed bruised bodies slouching against a reddened wall, on the streets of Harlem I passed the girl as she kissed every curve of her lover's darkening smile, on the streets of Harlem I passed all those who adore and abuse...listen the clarinet, when will you rhapsodize the blues...

17 comments:

Macadamia The Nut said...

Wow! Reminds me of old gangster movies and night clubs.. and frenzied groping in dark alleys...

*Life here as stable as tomorrow's headline. Life here in the streets of homicide. On the streets of Harlem, I passed bruised bodies slouching against a reddened wall, on the streets of Harlem I passed the girl as she kissed every curve of her lover's darkening smile..*

Poetry!! Loved it!

Noisy Autist said...

makes me wanna sit in a corner and silently watch you from a distance and listen to your words with a thin smile on my face...

this is amazing... :-* :)

Madhuri said...

Make it a song, please, make it a song, to sing tonight .... Lovely, Evocative n melancholy!!!

little boxes said...

beautifully written...reminds me of those old english towns which had pubs with glass french windows...

Amazing Greys said...

beautiful. this is blues... the devil's music for the people god forgot.
you are morphing into our homebred Alice Walker i reckon. :)

Soumya said...

Everything is said,still

A note of appreciation is never too much !

Very commendable.

WHAT'S IN A NAME ? said...

Post more often and we get to read more like this....... and feel terribly inferior. :(


beautiful and evocative.

Altamont said...

It was as if I had been transported to a smoke filled opium room with surreal visions and dim figures appearing in and out around me against the background of some haunting melody... very nice and moody :)

Crimson Feet said...

I wonder who's the muse!!

beautifully created... i love the idea of "every curve of her lover's darkening smile"!

Antigone said...

@ MaC-
yeah, a jazz night club was the exact thing on my mind. nice to know that i didn't totally miss the mark :)

@ N.Autist-
cat got my tongue so ...*do I have to say the words* :P

@Madhuri-
Lady, I love your comments. If that sounded too narcissistic then lets both pretend that I didn't say it and try another line- Lady,thanks for your beautiful words. :)

@ Little Boxes-
old english towns which had pubs with glass french windows..such a gorgeous idea. made me wish that I was in such a place right now...

@ Amazing Greys-
I bet Alice Walker would beg to differ if she reads this. :P
But you make me feel like a million dollars...

@ Soumya-
A big thank you... :)

@ WIAN_
And what if I say that I wish I could post as often as the rest of you but lack the inspiration and the ability to do so? What if I say that gets me to feel inferior too?

Btw, yes...Eliot is the mastermind.

@ Altamont-
I must say that your comment is so beautiful in itself that it could be a part of a blog post in its own right.
Moody? yeah, bang on point :P

@ Crimson Feet-

I could choose to say the blues
My best friend or my Sunday shoes
A lil' bit of these all,acted like a muse...
and thanks really... :)

Sphinx said...

If Amazing Grey made you feel like a million dollars its only because you are worth that much if not much much more. Do be famous. Really. if you were on a stage, the audience would stare in stunned silence and stay that way forever.

Smelling oranges on winter afternoons said...

Lovely. I could see a shadowy form sway sway swaying away...

Crimson Feet said...

:)

Madhuri said...

Write more babe, I promise you I will love it :), not for any reason but how superb you write and how few synonyms there r sometimes in my head to say so :( ... Dont worry bout narcissism n thanks, just write :))...

Ankit said...

seriously was tough to understand :P
BUt then i m poetically challenged :(

Antigone said...

@ Sphinx-

I don't know what to say. your comment got me all smiles.. :)

@Smelling Oranges-

hey,thank you

@ Crimson Feet-
:)

@ Madhuri-

Now who is getting whom all emo? :P

@ ankit-

Lol...but nice to see you drop by.

lilblackstar said...

hey, just rambled into your blog. i loved this piece. make it a song, please do. :)