The Tidy Family Composition
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem
We see him in his 1950s suit.
Beside him sits the alien he wed;
Her hairstyle would turn E.T. dumb and mute.
Of course, this husband did not know her head
Would flip to sausage curl shapes when he pledged
His vows with her. She smiles because she got him
And she brought him to her sheets before he fledged
Those Hitler whiskers on his lip. a whim
Sons never understood. The boys are best
Of beauty in the touched-up colors scene.
You never could predict how Woodrow’s quest
Could cause a portrait made of velveteen.
But then the 1950s wanted that
In softnesses imposed as precious, flat.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Nov 4, 2024 | DO, FA, HE, IV, PH, WH, WO |