The Tookany Review Vol. II Fall/Winter 2006/2007

 

In this issue

Roberta Ball

Linda Barrett

Claudia Beechman

E Twan Crawford

Ed D'Ancona

Ruth Deming

Myra Edwards

Jan Felgoise

Jan Goldman

Marvin Thall

Edited by Deborah Fries

At this time, the Tookany Review
 
is accepting only the work of
writers who are enrolled
or have been enrolled in
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Claudia Beechman
One poem

 

          The Bandleader
                in memory of Harriet Fay

          Years ago, you hiked thirty-two blocks
          in bright red Keds to catch my gig--
          Talked real straight the way you always did:
          You said, “That velvet suit on your piano man
          has got to go!”
          Some thought you one tough lady
          Barking out orders to your sidemen and more;
          But you were an anomaly,
          A yellow-maned Valkyrie in male territory
          Taking calls from millionaires
          Who often balked at a musician’s fee.
          I was so proud to walk with you
          One summer night, your towering height
          Your stride so swift and strong
          Along South Street. There,
          In a bijou of a boutique, you lent
          me money to buy stage jewelry.
          Sometimes, you’d call when you
          needed a chanteuse;
          Someone to sing “La Vie en Rose”
          and wear black silk.
          Once, you rang me the next day,
          to say “it was right on the money”--
          The words resounded in my head.
          You said you and your band
          grieved for my sister,
          A singer who like you, despite her fight
          Was taken much too soon, so many notes
          unplayed, unsung--
          Then, you, your band grieved mightily for her
          As I now grieve for you, stand-up bandleader.

 

   

 

Claudia Beechman
is a Philadelphia native who taught French and Spanish for 25 years and has performed in high schools, universities, museums and cabarets, including Lincoln Center. Claudia is also an essayist and lyricist whose work has appeared in Bucks County Writer Magazine, NewMystics.com, The Philadelphia Inquirer and The Charlotte Observer. Her music has been aired on WXPN’s Sleepy Hollow. She lives in Glenside with her husband, Barry Cohen.