John Peale Bishop

(1892 - 1944 / Charles Town, West Virginia)

A Recollection - Poem by John Peale Bishop

Famously she descended, her red hair
Unbound and bronzed by sea-reflections, caught
Crinkled with sea-pearls. The fine slender taut
Knees that let down her feet upon the air,

Young breasts, slim flanks and golden quarries were
Odder than when the young distraught
Unknown Venetian, painting her portrait, thought
He'd not imagined what he painted there.

And I too commerced with that golden cloud:
Lipped her delicious hands and had my ease
Faring fantastically, perversely proud.

All loveliness demands our courtesies.
Since she was dead I praised her as I could
Silently, among the Barberini bees.

Comments about A Recollection by John Peale Bishop

  • (10/5/2016 11:38:00 PM)

    The poem presents a beautiful series of images, somewhat complicated by what the poems being an acrostic: read the first letter of each line downward. (Report) Reply

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  • Chinedu Dike (12/19/2015 5:33:00 PM)

    Indeed all loveliness demands our courtesies. A Thing Of Beauty Is A Joy For Ever - JOHN KEATS. Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and insightfully penned in poetic diction with good rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 19, 2015

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