Two Poems
Robert Crawford, 23 September 2010
“... alone In your office. Today I’d haul my piano In medias res And play Like Géza Anda, Like Alfred Brendel, Like Frédéric Chopin, Like Claude Debussy, Like all the alphabet Of subtle pianists So impossibly When we kissed It would make us both cry. 50 Be my Harley, my girly, paunchess roadie, So I can launch my fifty-something boy band: I need you ... ”