Jay Mandeville Poems
Comments about Jay Mandeville
On Looking Into Keats's Letters
This for certain, Keats has a temper;
he knows how to take it and dish it out.
Mark well when he warns us,
Keats will decode our doubts.
Or misbehave at the party buffet freely,
cause fastidious guests to
veer away queasily.
He might even ill-use our most precious sofa,
as he separates us from our loneliest offer.
And foodfighting to submission our implacable blase,
he'll drink our cool, cellar-hid claret,
hatch sonnets in our lingerie.
He'll hang hostiles in the garret,
drip honey over all our storage density.
Then speaking of beauty...
Barricade The Hourglass
The hearts of proverb covet
May blossoms might uncover what
December will conceal.
Ambition can go begging,
compassion turn to nagging,
wishes wind up hollow,
and too vexing in the getting.