Silky jazz or a jangle banjo’s licks.
\nKick off your shoes, roll down your stocking tops.
\nWeave through the smoke with whiskey on your lips.
\nCome to me, here, deep in my dream, let’s dance.
\nI often think I know all of your tricks,
\nhow you can spin a tune that never stops.
\nThe shimmy of your shoulders and your hips
\nthat mesmerize. I never stand a chance.<\/p>\n
Why do you come, Louise, to me, a man
\nyou never met so long ago? And why
\ncan I not leave the dreams you seem to bring,
\nenticing me, in sleep, to love again?<\/p>\n
At least you never ask of me to try
\nmore than the slowest dance, you wicked thing.<\/p>\n
(I really do dream of Louise, more often than I can explain. Never met her.\u00a0 Apparently I wish I had.\u00a0 As for wicked, that sobriquet might be better applied to me, but then it wouldn’t be a poem. )<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Silky jazz or a jangle banjo’s licks. Kick off your shoes, roll down your stocking tops. Weave through the smoke with whiskey on your lips. Come to me, here, deep in my dream, let’s dance. I often think I know all of your tricks, how…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1052,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-48567","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48567","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1052"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=48567"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48567\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":48613,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48567\/revisions\/48613"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=48567"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=48567"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=48567"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}