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I.
Dear
Lizbie Browne,
Where
are you?
In sun,
in rain?—
Or is
your brow,
Past
joy, past pain,
Dear
Lizbie Browne?
II.
Sweet
Lizbie Browne
How
could you smile?
How you
could sing!—
How
archly wile
In
glance-giving,
Sweet
Lizbie Browne!
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Curtis,
ReplyDeleteWe're assuming here (in the dark, of course) that that adorable little skate is... smiling at us.
Perhaps this is a subjective interpretation, but it seems to work.
Sympathized, by the by, with the sticky wicket you must have run into when faced with either drastically editing the Hardy poem, or figuring out a way to affix "bay-red hair" to that skate.
(Do forgive the shop talk.)
The skate (who was identified as a winter skate) was definitely smiling. I wish I could post a movie to demonstrate that. The Gloucester, MA Aquarium was terrific. It was an unexpected, lucky detour for us and the two skates there extremely sociable, something I've always noticed about them. As for the bay-red hair, you definitely nailed that one. Lucky to have had stanzas I and II. Curtis
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