OF FLAXSEED AND ROSES
I AM SURE
The critics who floored me were cleaning up their mess -
whatever they'd said had already fallen away. They
re-sharpened their knives to try once again.
An elderly maid brought fresh flowers
into the room : Windjammer flaxseed
and Lilywhite roses.
-
This long vacation (as I understood it) was now
over. On the face of my new watch was
reflected Philadelphia. A man along Walnut
leaned over and said to me 'how are you?'
The girl I was with gave me her mirror.
I peered at it and said 'still here, at the least!'
-
William Penn and all those things;
the studied subterfuge of the
Penn City Hall.
The critics who floored me were cleaning up their mess -
whatever they'd said had already fallen away. They
re-sharpened their knives to try once again.
An elderly maid brought fresh flowers
into the room : Windjammer flaxseed
and Lilywhite roses.
-
This long vacation (as I understood it) was now
over. On the face of my new watch was
reflected Philadelphia. A man along Walnut
leaned over and said to me 'how are you?'
The girl I was with gave me her mirror.
I peered at it and said 'still here, at the least!'
-
William Penn and all those things;
the studied subterfuge of the
Penn City Hall.
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