Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Fragonard Welcomes Spring (It Can't Be Long Now)

Here is poet George Spencer's "Swinging with Fragonard or Les Hasards Heureux de l'Escarpolette" from his collection An Unpious Pilgrim:

Dragonflies skim glowing ponds slowly greening.
All's a-simmer in the sod,
seeds soaked beyond the succulence of love
and then the thawing of motion
all leading to Fragonard's fragrant world.

What knickers             what knockers,
a maiden with a tiara of tulips on a swing
and peeping putti in the weeds
while the wind abounds with love songs,
singing of drum majorettes,
of lust's bejeweled slippers.

O bring on green swag to frame the moon,
luxurious bling to light this electric circus
on a night with a sweet tooth for May's candy
as the earth yields little green mouths,
toothless, longing for love and shouting:
                       Hosannna
                    Hello to spring
Les Hasards Heureux de l'Escarpolette
 by Jean HonorĂ© Fragonard, 1767-69 

More on Spencer at http://www.tribes.org/web/2012/12/26/george-spencer-on-poetry-thin-air/
http://www.facebook.com/george.spencer.5876?fref=ts

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