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The Bluest Evening

“I’m writing titles with two tentacles.”

“Last time I checked, songs were not octopi.”

“Scoff if you like, I’m speaking not of squid

but stretchability; I’m on the prowl

for lyrics looking back and looking forward

so any evening when you sing the tunes

all time is yours, known, captured: In the Still

of the Night and Day; The Way You Look Tonight

Won’t Be Just Any Night; Kind of Blue Moon.

The Café Carlyle’s windows would look out

on scenes from childhood, and on heads of grey!”

from Silver RosesFind it in the library

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Published in Poems Rachel Wetzsteon

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