Episode 10. BONUS • Mary Folliet Poetry Reading (8 min)

Episode 10 • BONUS • Mary Folliet Poetry Reading (8 minutes)

We are delighted to welcome New Yorker & part-time Parisienne, poet MARY FOLLIET to the Late Supper Table for our very first, inaugural BONUS EPISODE and POETRY READING.

Mary took a break from her collaboration with Jazz Legend Kurt Lightsey and his forthcoming memoir COMING & GOING: KIRK LIGHTSEY TELLS HIS STORY to bring us a cool vibe.

Mary Reads from her portfolio:

The Geraldine SixTen Word PoemsTANKA for the Artists

Listen to “LSP 10. BONUS • Mary Folliet, Poetry Reading (8 min)” on Spreaker.

 

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Poetry by Mary Folliet ©2020 – “THE GERALDINE SIX”

LOCATION. LOCATION. LOCATION.

“I was the world in which I walked.” –Wallace Stevens

“I had my existence, I was there. Me in place and the place in me.” –Seamus Heaney

Where is all
At first luck of the draw
But better follow desire
Depart for dream destiny
On the road for some movers
While stayers stay put for good
Either way all roads Become dead ends

AGING WITH APLOMB

It’s not that you can’t remember,
you can’t remember right now.

It’s not that you can’t think,
you can’t think fast enough.

It’s not that you can’t read,
your eyes give out too soon.

It’s not that you can’t dance,
you can’t dance with abandon.

It’s not that you can’t speak well,
you search for a lost word.

It’s not that you can’t love,
you take your time now.

You can’t do anything just like you used to do.
Get used to it.

 

RACING TIME

missing thoughts or steps
in synaptic lapse or lunge
risks toe & tongue trips

 

EPIPHANY

“Life is beautiful and the world is hell.” –Harold Pinter

all the bloody time
weather is everywhere
till death defeats breath

 

GAMING LIFE

“the black idea of winning” –Bertolt Brecht

there is no contest
no opponent
no side to take
no stakes to risk
no prize to win
no victory to hope
only moments to kill
& longing to live

 

OCTOBER REALITY CHECK

1
topaz tree tops flash
warning winter’s white expense
some greens yearn for spring

2
flaming forward fast
amidst lemon, crimson, rust
topaz tree tops flash

3
jeweled mums abound
albino pumpkins astound
topaz tree tops last

4
autumn breezes blow
topaz tree tops flash then fall
while October goes

Mary Folliet


TEN WORD POEMS

“Love the words.”   –Dylan Thomas

 

WINTER WHITE:
FOR WALLACE STEVENS

snow salt

snow sand

snow sound

snow man

snow blind

 

  SEX TODAY

free porn

hasty hookups

futile fucking

 #MeToo guilt

loveless loving

 

 

MANIC MORNING

daily panic

tiring & trying

‘time-being’

just saying

forgiving

 

 27 JANUARY

Auschwitz & Mozart

side by side

man’s shame

man’s pride

 

DELACROIX’S RECIPE

elements for a composition:

the observed

the remembered

the imagined

 

BETRAYED & BETRAYED

true love trusts

‘twas ever thus

but not for us

 

Mary Folliet


TANKA FOR THE ARTISTS*

+Inspired by/ For Kirkland Lightsey+

“If there were a middle     ground between things and the soul

or if the sky resembled more the sea….”

             –John Berryman (1914-1972)

Beatific hands

across a blue sea of keys

weave sky’s melody:

grateful for this sacred gift

soulful things enraptured fly.

       *Performed & recorded live with Rufus Reid & Kirk Lightsey
at Bradley’s for Sunnyside Records.

Mary Folliet


all work copyright ©Mary Folliet 2020

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