Friday, July 04, 2014

The Desuetude of Mr James

Wry Mr James commits enormities
Of style with style. This late in life he knows
Embonpoint is a structural device,
The close that makes the man--his buttons need
Jumbo's dexterity to finish off.
He calls his flowers flowers: that's enough
For floribundant similarity;
But caution comes in shades, like purple light
Climbing a red-brick garden wall at dusk;
And he sees every tint, Adamic man
Mounting a stair which knows no period,
Only a pause, a lamp lit at each landing.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hello, Richard- He's doing the very same thing! (almost?) Makes me smile every time-

But .. what ever really happened to Bored by Trees? Posted it once and never again ... (maybe?)

Hope you're great!

Richard Epstein said...

I can't seem to lay my hands on a copy of "Bored by Trees." If it ever turns up, I'll happily post it.

Anonymous said...

Thank you!