Virginia and
I Should Dance
(tribute to Virginia Woolf)
Virginia, let's go into the night and
find our way to the Tavern,
of red and white wines of truth.
Virginia, I thank you for ruining your
good walking boots for me.
Scientist, doctor, philosopher, voyager
Virginia, of my mind, just once,
Let's try dancer, musician and hot,
crazy lover.
Put down that mending and follow your
knotted thread back to me.
I’ll fix your hair and show you its
softness
and release you, for a moment,
from your lonely vigil.
You sent out a shrieking, white light
that you called truth
to warn us of those shadows that wait to
move
at the bed of
Every Woman And
burned through
the red hour of emotion
to destroy those shadows for me.
I thank you, Virginia, for walking in
shadows for me.
Let me repay the service,
and take you dancing with me.
for I have found a truth, steeped blood
red,
for Every Woman And,
that you may have overlooked.
and I would enjoy seeing you laugh at my
expense.
put down that mending, and follow your
breaded path back to me.
Nothing remains embedded in the banks of
the river.
We chose to press small round stones
into the sand
all in a row
and call that a straight line.
nothing remains embedded in the banks of
the river.
it is human that creates linear time as
deep and high
as it can go.
Jump up, Virginia and let the river flow
within.
the truth is, that the human soul is a
terrible medium
floppy-jalopy and never still
Why do we insist? Why do we insist?
O, dance with me, Virginia
teach me most of all,
that even you
Scientist, doctor, philosopher, voyager
can dance and sing upon this old wooden
floor.
©
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