“To His Lover, That She Be Not Overdressed”
And why take ye thought for raiment?
The lilies of the field
That neither toil nor spin
Stand dazzlingly revealed
In not a thing but skin
And in that radiant state
Sheer essences they wear.
Take heed, my fashion plate.
Be so arrayed. Go bare.
© X.J. Kennedy, The Lords of Misrule: Poems 1992-2002
(Johns Hopkins University Press).
There probably isn’t a better gift for a logophile or linguist than witticisms and wordplay – the clever kind or the chocolate version of such. Verbal calisthenics are usually more fun than the physical kind, and poet X.J. Kennedy’s wry disingenuity makes me chuckle. How can I not like a guy who published his own science fiction magazine, Terrifying Test-Tube Tales, at age twelve?
Eat. Words. Love. Yum. Found the cool chocolate at Fritinancy. More mouth-watering poetry to be found at Hip Writer Mama‘s. Have a great weekend and enjoy ferreting out the last of the chocolate hearts… you must eat them all before it’s time to hide the chocolate eggs, after all. (!)