Tango

THE LADY in red, she in the chile con carne red,
Brilliant as the shine of a pepper crimson in the summer sun,
She behind a false-face, the much sought-after dancer, the most sought-after dancer of all in this masquerade,
The lady in red sox and red hat, ankles of willow, crimson arrow amidst the Spanish clashes of music,

I sit in a corner
watching her dance first with one man
and then another.
Carl Sandburg, Dancer

24 thoughts on “Tango

  1. “The lady in red…the chile con carne red…”–she dances, we watch and wonder what it might be like to be that man…for just a while. I really like the sense of motion and your matching this with the poem by Carl Sandburg. Nice series, Michael!

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