Dropped Pages: On the Night She Signed up for French Lessons

This is an odd little poem that was dropped from Her Red Book.

(I’m not sure how the title relates… I think I literally signed up for French Lessons that evening.)

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On the Night She Signed up for French Lessons

The heat getting to her
she was hallucinating
one postcard from Gualala and she’s got
the Pulitzer Prize

Never mind the extra weight since she’s turned to
chocolate cigarettes from Holland
putting back everything she’s ever stolen

a glance
a minute or two in the executive chair
with her eyes closed

Funny thing was
every time she stepped out of the kitchen she was startled
by a man sitting at the diningroom table
turns out
it was only her raincoat and a potted cactus

She sees familiar names in NY magazines
and thinks I’ve got to get out of here.

It’s going to be a slow accent the kind you build
over time moving steadily north
she’ll practice first by ordering food or asking directions
she says
nobody really notices you anymore

except when you’re pinching fruit

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Hop on The Poetry Train


4 Comments

  1. Julia Smith
    Apr 27, 2009

    I love the whole piece, but these lines are my favorite:

    ‘Never mind the extra weight since she’s turned to
    chocolate cigarettes from Holland
    putting back everything she’s ever stolen’

  2. Sweet Talking Guy..
    Apr 27, 2009

    There’s some cool references here – the chocolate cigarettes and the last line spring to mind!

  3. art predator
    Apr 27, 2009

    this is a kick–love the double meaning of pinching fruit!

    so many fun surprises here

  4. openchannel
    May 21, 2009

    chocolate cigarettes from holland do exist!

    :-)

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