The FibonaccisOrdinary Women
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I Like Strange. ~M~


From a poem by Wallace Stevens.

Narrated by Ron Stringer. Music by John Dentino.

We were spinning around in Nino Rota mode.
the ordinary women, by wallace stevens

Then from their poverty they rose,
From dry catarrhs, and to guitars
They flitted
Through the palace walls.

They flung monotony behind,
Turned from their want, and, nonchalant,
They crowded
The nocturnal halls.

The lacquered loges huddled there
Mumbled zay-zay and a-zay, a-zay.
The moonlight fubbed the girandoles.

And the cold dresses that they wore,
In the vapid haze of the window-bays,
Were tranquil
As they leaned and looked

From the window-sills at the alphabets,
At beta b and gamma g,
To study
The canting curlicues

Of heaven and of the heavenly .
And there they read of marriage-bed.
And they read right long.

The gaunt guitarists on the strings
Rumbled a-day and a-day, a-day.
The moonlight
Rose on the beachy floors.

How explicit the coiffures became,
The diamond point, the sapphire point,
The sequins
Of the civil fans!

Insinuations of desire,
Puissant speech, alike in each,
Cried quittance
To the wickless halls.

Then from their poverty they rose,
From dry guitars, and to catarrhs
They flitted
Through the palace walls.

from, Stevens, Collected Poetry & Prose, pp.8-9 x
Song Comments

Nice one! Great poetic flow with an equally nice flowing musical accompaniment. Interesting subject matter too! -M-

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