Harmonium (Stevens)/Bantams in Pine-Woods
Bantams in Pine-Woods
chieftain Iffucan of Azcan in caftan
Of tan with henna hackles, halt!
Of tan with henna hackles, halt!
Damned universal cock, as if the sun
Was blackamoor to bear your blazing tail.
Was blackamoor to bear your blazing tail.
Fat! Fat! Fat! Fat! I am the personal.
Your world is you. I am my world.
Your world is you. I am my world.
You ten-foot poet among inchlings. Fat!
Begone! An inchling bristles in these pines,
Begone! An inchling bristles in these pines,
Bristles, and points their Appalachian tangs,
And fears not portly Azcan nor his hoos.
And fears not portly Azcan nor his hoos.