Nostalgia

DEANO, FRANKIE AND DER BINGLE

Deano, Frankie and der Bingo

Their ballads made ladies swoon...

We met under the graceful blue,

We kissed goodnight below the ambient oranges,

A...

Is there anything more satisfying

Than a bowl of vegetable soup

From the famous Campbell's...

Every one of us was looking at the big red box
wrapped in red gift paper with a big bow
And...

Archives unlocked by the broken front door
A native smell tells you: you’ve been here before...

When I was a boy, a teen, and a man

I watched Mary Tyler Moore on television

Throwing...

On that long forgotten book
Time has layered itself as dust
Faintly fragrant of the bygone...

St. Nicholas Night

All us kids were wound up tight
Each cold St. Nicholas night.
A...

Stepping into the old barber’s shop

Was a bit like stepping back in time:

Above the four...

We've always been obsessed with hair

Ponytails or long and flowing

Medusa's hair would turn...

Diffuse my soul,
You filter sorrow to my heart.
I don't know if I will resist.
I don't...

Time...
Time is the sand,
That runs away,
With all it's emotions at bay...

...

The princess is sad... What happens to the princess?
Sighs escape from her strawberry mouth,
...

O for the time again,
To run across the grass,
Clamour in the rain,
To play ball,...

In the spring of nineteen sixty-two, my Mom had a friend named Kay;

She’d visit in the early...

Do you recall my name 'cause I remember yours
I remember the tint of your eyes when you are outdoors...

Memory's harness, the rituality of space,

given to a monocultural disavowal of disobedience,...