I read about Down at the Sea Hotel on the Mary Chapin Carpenter discussion list... and just ordered a copy for myself and for my 11-year-old niece for her recent birthday - rest in peace, Bob Feldman (who I was very honored to meet at various Folk Alliances)...
you're tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
nonstop from mitosis to now.
Quit tapping your feet. They'll dance
inside themselves without you. Go to sleep.
by inch America is giving itself
to the ocean. Go to sleep. Let darkness
lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch.
You aren't alone. All of the continents used to be
one body. You aren't alone. Go to sleep.
Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle,
Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so
Biology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town
and
History says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.
QUOTE: "Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you." ~ Marsha Norman



















