The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for May 2001
The Tate Modern
the suspended piano
by turbine
hall
repeating Rebecca’s
antics
amid the
craned
necks
and smiles
while below
Ferdinand’s
Ballet
Mechanique
loops and winks
and pouts
with
pointed lips
and
up
on the other
end the image
of Marcel’s
Great Glass
stands
unmoving on the
floor en
guard
as the
bachelors
dance
and the bride’s
heart
lies bare
[the sheets
flutter
in the silence]
the glass
as settled
and
as infinite
as the dust
March 2001