Sunday, April 29, 2012

Knitting factory.

Desiderio da Settignano - Young Boy (Italian 1460)

For Oliver Wright.

Everyone has a shell with which to call,
So call! And everyone looks preoccupied.

Upon each sprawling earfall it causes,
the beck is thrust eagerly against

The all--

You were named, and measured lengthwise
In inches--a trout, a record-breaker, a warm stitch--

Apparently it's important,

In the execution of a maiden shawl. It is yours to crave,
Its bay of toys and anxious others from which to cast

A growing shadow
And draw--

From this, little burstling, let
Innocence invariably recede, and your impending

Goodness resolve.

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