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Tiara

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Peter died in a paper tiara
cut from a book of princess paper dolls;
he loved royalty, sashes
and jewels. I don’t know,
he said, when he woke in the hospice,
I was watching the Bette Davis film festival
on Channel 57 and then —
At the wake, the tension broke 
when someone guessed
the casket closed because
he was in there in a big wig
and heels, and someone said,
You know he’s always late,
he probably isn’t here yet —
he’s still fixing his makeup.
And someone said he asked for it.
Asked for it —
when all he did was go down
into the salt tide
of wanting as much as he wanted,
giving himself over so drunk
or stoned it almost didn’t matter who,
though they were beautiful,
stampeding into him in the simple,
ravishing music of their hurry.
I think heaven is perfect stasis
poised over the realms of desire,
where dreaming and waking men lie
on the grass while wet horses
roma among them huge fragments
of the music we die into
in the body’s paradise.
Sometimes we wake not knowing
how we came to life here,
or who has crowned us with these temporary,
precious stones. And given
the world’s perfectly turned shoulders,
the deep hollows blued by longing,
giving the irreplaceable silk
of horses rippling in orchards,
fruit thundering and chiming down,
given the ordinary marvels of form
and gravity, what could he do,
what could any of us ever do
but ask for it? 

  • Category : DRAWING
  • Year : 2018
  • Total Edition No : 1
  • Size : 21(W) x 29.7(H) x 0.1(D) cm
  • Materials : pencils
  • Posting : 2018. 05. 22

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