OH TOO LOVELY
CATHERINE HEMINGWAY
(1934)
They weigh the zoot suit running wild
on stage; all that Cab Calloway excess
over and on. Minnie the Moocher never had
anything on Mabel Mercer. This liquid crowd
drops flowers and applause - old, grand sticks
of chivalry sopping wet. And then the girls come
out : those Catherine Hemingway strapless gowns
bowing low bare the breasts to stop the show and
more and more. This exclusive crowd will roar!
Wisdom and memory and passion and lust!
While there, outside on Harlem's dark streets, those
trolling cars trump the oasis. Old men, tired, are now
wilting themselves on porches and stoops, while all
the old buildings come down. All the old wooden
buildings are now coming down.
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