Online Poems By Michael Palmer Essay, Research Paper
As a Real House
(Sarah’s third song)
"I said darkling and you said sparkling"
The play-house appears before us
filled with people cut out
of magazines and postcards
and called real people at the start
Why is the curtain partly drawn
and why does the stair turn
to the left as you climb
and the right going down
Here all day it’s midwinter night
and the musicians will continue to play
in the music room
and sleep will never come
where the fiddler is made real
by the sounds she hears
pouring from her fingers