Edward Wright Haile
Zz 298 My Jewelry Collector - Poem by Edward Wright Haile
I love to study my jewelry collector!
Stick pins, beads, combs, earrings, bracelets, three brooches,
ankle bangles, and an amber necklace
that doubles to the waist. Who was the bloke
who must have hated looking at your fingers,
long gems his rings case in a silver matrix?
It’s quite a hoard. I might envy the bringers
of many wooing gifts were not the basics
of pleasure furious my specialty.
You might say I waited til you lay buried,
calculating when superfluity
would bore you. I was summer and unhurried.
Now look at you, just blazing like the autumn
before your lover, who likes what you have brought him.
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