Well, we have a lot going on this weekend. No food specials, just the regular menu, since we have a birthday party to prepare for. Also, Friday is Open Mic night with Andy Swift, 8-11, and then Saturday, Stationwagon will boogie all that is boogieable, and help us bundle up the month of February and launch it into the sun.
“February Night Song”
You, the world, the house,
but tonight you’re not happy.
No-one can sleep this month.
Across the park, the lights are sultry.
So we lie in our dark bed,
naked on a blue sheet,
under shadowy indoor plants —
we’re woken by the clock, the street.
Outlined in the buzz of haze
your dancer’s body:
still half-awake I categorize
your alarm of self and place.
For when at last we turn to sleep
in the end of summer dark,
I’ll see you as the white heron
flapping wings of glittering water.
–Martin Harrison
