At the Evening Cotillions, 1964

Abstract

At the Evening Cotillions, 1964 William Logan (bio) Ah, my radical friend. Later,it was still the sixties,the soi-disant and distant sixties.The long-haired sixties, where every pair of shoes was a protest.I stole my parents' half-wrecked Mercedesto visit, sticking the long hours northto Springfield. I spent the weekend alone, watching strangers shoot up.We spoke a common language, where nounswere verbs, and verbs philosophy.I remember the Thursday evenings we clung to each otherrather than an indifferent partner.The last time I saw you, you had your fistin the air. Ah, power to … someone or other. The foxtrot, the waltz, the bossa nova. [End Page 713] William Logan William Logan's most recent book of poetry is Rift of Light (2017), and his most recent book of criticism is Broken Ground: Poetry and the Demon of History (2021). Copyright © 2023 The University of the South