Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Blame it on Astrid & Bill

I've been known to write a poem or two. I've also been known to post them here on occasion. What audacity, you might be thinking. Particularly on the birthday of two writers that I adore. Astrid Lindgren and William Steig, born on this day in 1907. Lindgren's Pippi Longstocking made me believe I could be sassy and strong and independent. And Steig's whimsical drawings and quirky cleverness in The Bad Speller reinforced my own quirkiness and inspired me to strive toward clever. So if I am an audacious upstart, it's their fault. And I am forever grateful.



Main Street

One week after the Equinox
September transits into October
At midnight
We stand on the sidewalk
And talk
About the Beatles and winter driving
Getting lost in a big city
The difference between hippies and cowboys
The balance between discipline and joy
Within the creative process
It's long past sunset
Too cold for the sandals on my feet
We jam our chilly hands
Into jean jacket pockets
I love your dimpled grin
How you half turn toward your car
As if you ought to go
But you stay
We laugh and talk on
Beneath the just-past-full moon
I know you belong to someone else
Yet for just this hour
I let myself pretend
You are mine alone

5 comments:

colleen said...

I like this quite a lot.

Now I just need to figure out who you might have been out and about with at roughly that time!

Bellona of Avalon said...

I'm not talkin'.

Bellona of Avalon said...

Though I am curious, Miss Colleen, just what would you do with such information? On the extremely unlikely, way out there possibility that you should figure it out.

Because I'm not a nice person, I am delighting in how this must vex you! ;)

colleen said...

I think there's a pretty good chance I know ... or might have it narrowed down to two. But I certainly won't venture to guess here in a public forum! ; )

Bellona of Avalon said...

Your discretion is much appreciated.

You must have polished up your crystal ball! As far as I can tell, there is no trail...