John Peale Bishop

(1892 - 1944 / Charles Town, West Virginia)

Speaking Of Poetry - Poem by John Peale Bishop

The ceremony must be found
that will wed Desdemona to the huge Moor.
It is not enough
to win the approval of the Senator
or to outwit his disapproval; honest lago
can manage that: it is not enough. For then,
though she may pant again in his black arms
(his weight resilient as a Barbary stallion's)
she will be found
when the ambassadors of the Venetian state arrive
Again smothered. These things have not been changed,
not in three hundred years.
(Tupping is still tupping
though that particular word is obsolete.
Naturally, the ritual would not be in Latin.)
For though Othello had his blood from kings
his ancestry was barbarous, his ways African,
his speech uncouth. It must be remembered
that though he valued an embroidery
three mulberries proper on a silk like silver
it was not for the subtlety of the stitches,
but for the magic in it. Whereas, Desdemona
once contrived to imitate in needlework
her father's shield, and plucked it out
three times, to begin again, each time
with diminished colors. This is a small point
but indicative.
Desdemona was small and fair,
delicate as a grasshopper
at the tag-end of summer: a Venetian
to her noble finger tips.
O, it is not enough
that they should meet, naked, at dead of night
in a small inn on a dark canal. Procurers
less expert than lago can arrange as much.
The ceremony must be found
Traditional, with all its symbols
ancient as the metaphors in dreams;
strange, with never before heard music; continuous
until the torches deaden at the bedroom door.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 19, 2015

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