New Poem: Blue Bar

This poem was written in honor of my new friend, Marcelle, and posted in celebration of her first signed publication agreement. This was actually written before I learned that she would be published, in honor of her body, her mind, her writing, and our future meeting at the Algonquin Hotel.

So, my favorite Harris tweed hat's off to you, Marcelle!


Blue Bar

- Algonquin Hotel, New York City, December 8, 2007

Often i am torn by thoughts of you: split in two different directions,
reading your very public blog and reading our very private e-mails;
uncertain which way i would go...

I imagine the contours of your body; i am attracted to the online image of your legs and your eyes.
And I am drawn in by your experimentations, jealous of those you encounter, and wishing,
like a faith healer, to lay hands on you..

Yet i am also lustful of your mind, wishing equally to explore that interior self:
that sweet soulfulness that i savor, that soulful sadness, that
searching, yearning, and longing for redemption...

Here at the Blue Bar i wait, my chapbook on the table, your poem handwritten and sealed.
My hands shaking, spilling some of my very dirty martini,
wondering, brooding, pining...

And realizing upon meeting you,
that those two worlds in which i encounter you
will become one...

And perhaps, if but for the duration of a couple of drinks,
a few stories and a few good laughs in a new friendship,
we can both seem whole.

(c) fprm, 11-9-2007