highgate, at the farmhouse

1920

 

the air pretends apple and white and faint moves

like a woman

doing the shimy

the rag(drum

 hiss and tap of a cymbal)

 

my great aunt at 87years

stomping in sock foot the charleston

 

wood and ceiling chandelier

shakes and moves slightly north and south

the house

remembers

 

the records hiss and click click click

the "beaus" lined up all the way out to the woodshed

as memory takes over

 

unaccustumed to the current times.