She likes a beer
she likes having her painting taken
she is mona lisa
barmaid at The Tuscan Arms
where Leonardo sits quietly
studying his muse
Oh, God, you should see her
something in the way she downs her pint
he doesn't want to leave her
but leave he must, to France
with his Mona Lisa painting
tucked under his arm.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Love ya!
Jane