Antiperistasis
ANTIPERISTASIS
Fused through finest fairy fission,
emerald, jasper, jade,
to nothingness soon fade.
High symbols of romance soon fade
beside volcanic fires displayed
in dancing eyes of fairest maid,
who is a most enchanting vision!
Lovely, angel apparation!
in grey-green woolen plaid,
and cape of light brown suede.
Soft phantom of delight, when laid
upon my sight, as I surveyed
perfection’s sweet façade
reminiscient of great Titian.
And should e’er in exhibition
your image be portrayed
in Florence, Sorbonne, Slade,
should ever this win accolade
it would be truth betrayed, -
pale imitation made
of all thats best in heaven!
My soul is bound, in prison.
Name hidden, homage paid,
For were my heart X rayed
or its sheathed sinews open laid,
by scalpel blade displayed, -
Could purity persuade?
Why this sudden disparatition?
Why has our trysting been repaid
by such a very brief fruition?
Please reply to my petition,
to clarify your opposition.
./.
These empty compliments, when paid,
put people in a false position,
ever appear an imposition.
To be my poor soul’s sole physician
was this your heart’s supreme ambition?
or, only angry at dismission,
you lampoon love in pasquinade?
Perhaps your reason, Sir, has strayed,
mazed by a misplaced supposition!
I never thought to craze, imprison,
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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