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May 11, 2016
The Emperor of Ice-Cream
BY WALLACE STEVENS
Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dawdle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
Take from the dresser of deal,
Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet
On which she embroidered fantails once
And spread it so as to cover her face.
If her horny feet protrude, they come
To show how cold she is, and dumb.
Let the lamp affix its beam.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
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Well, that was depressing, thanks! Although this analysis begs to differ.
http://billsigler.blogspot.com/2012/10/stevens-textplication-26-emperor-of-ice.html
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at May 12, 2016 6:58 AM
Always liked that one a lot.
Most people should refrain from poetry,
but not him.
Posted by: pbird at May 14, 2016 10:18 AM