A New Jersey Night 1963


“Where do I begin…on the heels of Rimbaud moving like a dancing bullet thru the secret streets of a hot New Jersey night filled with venom and wonder.” Bob Dylan, liner notes to Desire (1976)

Electric lights,

High overhead on poles,

Illuminated a young lady

Serenely confident

As she presented

A single  tap

To a golf ball

Sending it

Into forward motion.

Once spanked

By the beauty’s energy

The dimply sphere sparkled

In the same rays of light

That attracted

Squadrons of bugs overhead.

I stood transfixed

In fortune,

Hoping for words

Beyond my imaginings

To extend

The New Jersey night

Into more permanent bliss.

 

© Copyright 2014 Robert B. Ritchie

4 thoughts on “A New Jersey Night 1963

    • fictionfitz May 26, 2014 / 2:26 pm

      Thanks Irene, nice memory.

  1. Carole Webber May 25, 2014 / 7:33 pm

    Gutsy girl
    gestures at a lamplight
    gathering interest
    grabs a golf ball
    glittering lights
    give her impulse
    golf ball grazes light
    growing darkness
    gravely diminishes
    guy’s growing hope of bliss

    ——— the alliterative poetess

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