salsa riveting

salsa riveting through
 the living room of an un-escaped heart--
 getting on with what is necessary to flow- live
on  ones own fire

 free falling through the amoeboed existence... 
 on high beams-- looking like a flowery fantasy--
  flourishing before the  illusions set in

flick- flacking through time zones of ballet studios--
 navigating between new york and moscow
ballancine where are you now?

I feel the ballet was the major influence in molding my artistic sensibilities


listening to bach or the bossa nova  never felt
so  sensuous, sealing the wax of unusual proportions,
 pedaling petals from a province I never lived in
--provence foremost on my mind

yellows and blues to decorate a kitchen--
 designed to mimic in a respectful way--
that of monet, on a sunny sunday


sundays he rested with wife--
  after large exotic meals
 he conceived, his helpers at the ready-
 to cook for him

  fish and fowl in the open air --
rustic campfire style,
 or in kitchens boasting
 of huge cast iron pans for sauteeing,
 

 roasting  local vegetables
 in the spring when
 asparagus was king,
and strawberries became queen-
for a few days in june

~kate lamberg (c) '18

kate lamberg (c) '18























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