View from the terrace of the family's Brooklyn Heights apartment

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Circle Five

Once while asleep I saw Raymond
(who sells textbooks)
in a pleasure palace
sketching
an Abyssinian maid
Round the crystal walls
were rows of astonishing paintings
(all of them signed Raymond)
When I woke to my Bay Ridge flat
and three botched canvases
I remembered nothing of the paintings
except
how much they’d made me hate Raymond! 

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