A rosy glow around the ones we know
as Oscar's friends, everything is ready,
all set for the poet's entrance, Perrier-Jouet
1889, well, that's just my poetic license.
This beautiful evening feels like a séance
We could channel the big Irishman himself
But we're not here for crossing dimensions
Just having a real good time in France.
You're here with him, this handsome man
Enchante, chérie, ma chère Madame!
And when the dancers kick up their heels
It's Jane Avrill, all the thrills of the can can.
A little man with a sketchbook in hand
comes to your table to capture the joy
Why, it's only Toulouse Lautrec,the Folles
Bergères artist, tonight, you're a happy medium!
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
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