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Rural Shindig Like a lady in full sheen, The party reeked with lavish revel Sly spongers, prickly-chinned hangers-on In din had arrived pretty early. Wily gate-crashers, dim-witted scare crows Wearing collar buttons, mauve cravats, They seemed in a promenade When the news ran like electric shock. Frolic wham reverberated Traffic bustled In the salon of wide staircase Green banistered, Chinese porcelain brocaded Frame carved in Renaissance fashion, Chandeliers glinted over bulging eyes Orchestra wafted in the air With the tinkle of silver and china, Wenches in pristine chic Crones in straggly hair Conjoined the jovial festivity. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Regis L Chapman On Date: 2004-01-30 13:51:00
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
I like this poem very much. My favorite line is the "Green banistered, Chinese porcelain brocaded" line. I like the idea of porcelain 'brocading'. I can see it striking a pose, like Madonna. This is consistent with the intention of the rest of the poem. Small references remind me of pop stars, and Oscars- like 'wham" they were a glam group if there ever was one...
At the end, this sensibility is a bit overcome by the orchestra and chic wenches and crones who are inevitably at these functions, and I am reminded of the theater or symphony where these people are. Great work, as it hits out broadly at that group of riche that we all wonder about.
REEG!