The huge city shrinks into the night Clinging to the lamp-posts and billboards Apartment windows are cat’s eyes in the sky watching you And people ride across the avenues on wild zebras Night is the star of its own burlesque show The prelude to our dream… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night-Shift Gallery
Jungle Bells are more attractive than their snowy counterparts Something about Christmas tells you that it comes from a faraway desert And the gold-laden camels jingled all the way following a shooting star Three wise mend rode to bring offerings at the feet of the fabulous child Three young black beauties covered in gold and […]