Poems and Falling

I have written a new poem; literally the best thing I've done in years. It is for the project I'm doing with Russ; collaboration of poetry, music and vocals. I can't post it here as I think it should wait to see light of day with completed project, but I am exhilarated! I will however be reading it with several other things a during the feature at the KGB bar. Life is seems full of hope and promise again. I feel like falling in love.

Recuerdo

We were very tired, we were very merry---
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable---
But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table,
We lay on a hill-top underneath the moon;
And the whistles kept blowing and the dawn came soon.

We were very tired, we were very merry---
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry;
And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear,
From a dozen of each we had bought somewhere;
And the sky went wan, and the wind came cold,
The sun rose dripping, a bucketful of gold.

We were very tired, we were very merry---
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
We hailed, "Good morrow, mother!" to a shawl-covered head,
And bought a morning paper, which neither of us read;
And she wept, "God bless you!" for the apples and pears,
And we gave her all our money but our subway fares.

Edna St. Vincent Millay