Leonard half smiles and replies, "Free enough to know that I am not free."
They (a panel?) of smartly dressed men and women surround
hold twelve mics to his midriff.
One man stands or
steps forward or
is sitting next to
“Do you think you are free?” or
“Are you free?”
Leonard half smiles and replies,
“Free enough to know that I am not free.[i]”
no one ever goes anywhere
I came to you late in life and you greeted me, expectant.
“Right on time,” you said, taking my coat and,
“Would you be so kind as to remove your shoes.”
[i]‘I have tried, in my way, to be free.’—Leonard Cohen, Bird on A Wire, 1969