Best 1920S Poems

The snow on the ground is aglow at midnight

A sheet of moonlight

Like a sketchpad with shadows
Stretched from tree limbs furiously penciled in,
A speakeasy dance floor from the 1920s
Mobbed and sashaying,
Doing the jitterbug,

With black arms and black legs
Pumping stutter-stepping,
Swaying forward then back
Hands risen as if polishing...

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The bric-a-brac shop waits on Rue Nationale.
In a sleepy French town.
It opens at ten,
And closes at one,
Till three.
Then on till seven in the evening.
Madame opens the shutters
Before going to feed her little dog,
Hettie. 
Hettie's toenails clip clop on the ceramic tiles.
Madame feeds her green beans...

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