Compressed against her mouth-stain her dress her stockings
Her magic underwear. To that one he will come up frustrated pinel>
Down alleys through window-blinds blind windows kitchen doors
On
summer evenings. It will be something small that sets him off:
Perhaps a pair of lace pants on a clothesline gradually losing
Water to the sun filling out in the warm light with a well-rounded
Feminine wind as he watches having spent so many sleepless nights
Because of her because of her hand on a shade always coming down
In
his face not leaving even a shadow stripped naked upon the brown paper
Waiting for her now in a green outdated car with a final declaration
Of love , pretending to read and when she comes and takes down
Her pants, he will casually follow her in like a door-to-door salesman
The
godlike movement of trees stiffening with
him
the light
Of a hundred favored windows gone wrong somewhere in his glasses
Where his knocked-off panama hat was in his painfully vanishing hair.
James Dickey
To be published
in
May .
. .
ASt}lJITH
PORTRAIT OF A MAN AND AN ERA
by BOY JENKINS
A MAJOR BIOGRAPHY ABOUT A MAJOR FIGURE
"One of the characteristics of a great biogrOJphy
is
oon–
ceptual empathy, that talent which sometimes makes
it
possible for an author
to
understand his subject better
than the latter understood himself. Roy Jenkins' ASQUITH
is such a work-the Labor Minister of Aviation has
brought rare political sensitivity
to
the examination of
the Liberal Prime Minister."
~
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