dressed for a party
long formal dress
fetching
for a big Montreal ball
"dolled-up" she called it
glorious night
lights, dancing, music
cute army boys
back home
to the north
on the 7:30 train
same swishy dress
memories
vague and beautiful
Big hiatus for the Tired Monk, but a few poems are brewing. This from a little fractured tail my Grandmother told me about a night out in Montreal in the forties. Her suitcase got left behind, so she partied all night, and wore the same fancy dress home in the morning...scandalous.
