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Isn't he something. Certainly one of the most original poets the US has ever seen. Such an interesting voice. Wow for both poem and image.


Hi RT,

I am fascinated by the relationship in this poem. I think of it as an impatient chiding by a man to his younger male lover...but more than that--instructive, too. I remember someone calling another person "puerile" when I was a teenager, and in just the same way, as a form of address. I think the ending is beautiful.



How appropriate, as we saw (well, I was asleep...) the lunar eclipse this week...

Is it your picture? Wonderful, very Florida.

I love his Sunday Morning too --

"Complacencies of the peignoir, and late
Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair,
And the green freedom of a cockatoo..."



That last stanza is really something, Carol.
Love the combo poem/picture.

Aisha and Paula,

Yes, I like the ending with its almost neon brightness, "total blue." That's why I made the bitmap. I'd hoped I could paste it right next to the poem but this blog would only let me link. Maybe I'll have to upgrade? (Sounds like when we used to tech-talk.)


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