LolaxLovePoemforJohanna By Paul Lolax Copyright 1996   Let this play follow its round of scenes Til its end. The players (you and I The stars) will spin their yarns, and what has been The lemming norm will soon go by-the-bye. Not for us the atrophy of paths Dictated by the cards: your eyes will shine And stop me here where life begins at last To waken in my world for the first time. And none who stumble over boring lines That tell no story, have no dreamers’ share Of mystery, will see the plot sublime That we have written as The Loving Pair. And if the critics choose the label, “farce”, So be it, muffin. They can kiss my arse.   Paul Lolax    

Paul Lolax in 1996, enjoying his guitar on Spring Street in Montpelier, VT.