Tonight's Poet Corner: Royal Court
Royal Court by Belinda Roddie bring me the disenchanted jester who stumbles on his heels and fumbles with the criss-cross of hyper phrases thick as fire and strong as whiskey. I want him to sing me a dream-caught fantasy that I've saved in my dresser drawer all mottled with cobwebs and muddled with dust and with pepper scalding his tongue and spice spraying ever outward, all while the bells on his cap scream help us please we're nothing but pretty he will bring reds and blues to my mostly swollen black and pale purple afternoons.