Caroling Dusk/Revelation
For works with similar titles, see Revelation.
REVELATION
1
She walked along the crowded streetForgetting all but that she
Was walking as the other girlsAnd dressed as carefully.
The windows of the stores were frilledTo lure femininity,To empty little pocketbooksAnd assuage queen vanity.
And so my walker liked a dressOf silver and of gold,Draped on a bisque mannequinSo blond and slim and bold.
She took the precious metal homeAnd waved her soft black hair;Powder, rouge and lipstick madeHer very neat and fair.
She slipped the dress on carefully,Her vain dream fell away. . . .The mirror showed a brownskin girlShe hadn’t seen all day!
2
You have classic features,Something like Cleopatra.Eyes like whirlpoolsAnd as dangerous. . . .Weeping willow eyelashes Shade the mighty depthOf your eyes. Your lipsAre danger signalsWhich a fool like meWill not regard. . . .But go dashing past themTo gain a kiss . . . or Death.” That is what he said to me,I filled with a sweet and vain regretThat Beauty, the stranger, and I had met.His praise was heat to drink me dry.So I found a stream, and with a sighI stooped to drink . . . ah, to seeThe cruel water reflecting me!Dark-eyed, thick-lipped, harsh, short hair . . .But Lucifer saw himself, too, fair.