Rosemary Tonks

Dressing-Gown Olympian - Poem by Rosemary Tonks

I insist on vegetating here
In motheaten granduer. Haven't I plotted
Like a madman to get here? Well then.

These free days, these side-streets,
Mouldy or shiny, with their octoroon light:
Also, I have grudges, enemies, a religion,
Politics, a new morality - everything!

Kept awake by alcohol and coffee,
Inside her oriental dressing-gown of dust
My soul is always thinking things over, thoroughly.
No wonder my life has grandeur, depth, and crust.

Ah, to desire a certain way of life,
And then to gain it!
What a mockery, what absolute misery,
Dressing-gown hours the tint of alcohol or coffee.

Am I an imbecile of the first water after all?
Yes, I think I can claim - now that all this grandeur,
Depth, and crust is stacked around me - that I am.

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  • Alufa Oke Joshua (5/8/2014 6:40:00 AM)

    love this poem...... keep them coming! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 8, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 8, 2014

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