Wednesday, January 28, 2015

"In my hands pale ribbons I squeeze" (1943)

In my hands
 Pale ribbons I squeeze
  As junkers shout "Opera!"
    No trumpets such as these
                       Staffless songs
                        For rubber bands
                      A house, short and stout
             A man's image in a Staunton mirror
                   Chain-smoking from his chimney
                          (Osteoporosis of the pillar)
                            Junkers shout "Ivory!"
                               That house has crumpled.
                              With Hadfield I too shall retreat
                                             To the home of the birds
                                                               Greet us kindly

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