Eddie’s Alice Part II

The image of a young girl

                emerges out of the casket…

Up, out of the ground


The divine dancefloor,

                there to be approached

By her young admirer

                who sees her alone

On a dance floor

packed with lovers.

Around and around they two circle

                in love…in love…

Step out and back,


And laugh

                and toss their heads

And come together again,

turning and twirling

And embracing

in a crowd of dancers—

Two alone together—

                each only with the other.

And, as they twirl and turn,

an image of one,

Clasped together,


She is now bejeweled,

                a fine and beautiful lady,

Her coquettish, laughing smile

                burrowing into his heart…

Nestled securely—eternally—

                In his old-young heart.

A Hill resident, the author believes that the appreciation of art should not be influenced by the vagaries or prejudices of biography.