Monthly Archives: February 2017

Silver – stanza 22

A trip to the gallery went nowhere, proved nothing I wasn’t even sure he was trying anymore Going through the motions, starting to despair In part because the plastic arts, painting, sculpture Take the longest of the arts to discover, … Continue reading

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Silver – stanza 21

Tasha found him, petted him, brought him home Gave him a saucer of proverbial cream Turned him into her collared pet and pride Showed him all across Europe and the Orient Her hand fixed in the crook of his arm … Continue reading

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Silver – stanza 20

Silver and Courlain took off one night, disappeared Without a word, Silver barely batted an eye For Malinov was merely a kindly old man Who had recently lost his wife, and while She would have preferred to tell him goodbye … Continue reading

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Silver – stanza 19

A local impresario put together a show Inviting ballet talent from some of the best Companies in the world, not the best dancers As such but dancers who worked alongside The best were lined up for a gala performance Given … Continue reading

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Silver – stanza 18

TThe music scene was Malinov’s next destination On the quest destined to lead him to Silver But, this time, not as a writer or singer or such Razor and he went to a club downtown Late, very late in the … Continue reading

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Silver – stanza 17

In the time of revolutions, life came cheap Blood flowed freely, hardly time enough For weeping, Malinov and Silver took few Precautions to hide their plans from people Who would never believe their after-life Plans, dismissed them as ridiculous or … Continue reading

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Silver – stanza 16

Allison never went to the theater, she danced And dancing rarely spared an evening for a show As far off the beaten path as Malinov’s play She did have friends of friends in theater But mostly of the musical kind, … Continue reading

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