Our Man in Europe, now Belize, DAVE DELACROIX: "Sweet Bird of Youth." (A'pres Tennessee Williams.)
"Sweet Bird of youth."
...Sweet bird of youth, soft, tanned, tonal flair & all the diamonds in your golden hair. A midnight kiss, a Moon alight, a gleaming, a Tyger-Tyger in a jungle night?
Sweet bird of youth, an Act within a Play to prick the conscience of an aging world; a trouble, a cloud, a worrisome horizon, a loves re-doubt!? A timetable un-registered! A CHASM"s fading shouts triple ECHO smolder like kisses of clay.
Sweet bird of youth lost too soon. A legend-illusion like the Man on the Moon, lost like ATLANTIS & all of its joys enjoyed now by proxy; GONE! And SWEPT, now astray. Prince or Pauper. Away-away! Sweet bird of youth -marooned on the moon.
Sweet bird of youth, an ICARUS flight, a place in the Sun, loves waxwings un-wind. A Song of Songs. A SAGA chant! A silent chorale un-sounds as birds' wings in the sky, noiselessly shadow! That sweet bird of youth, no more sings your song. That Tyger-Tyger prowls thru the night.
c.2026. Dave Delacroix/aged 70.
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