LOVE HITS LIKE THE POLIO OF BETTER DAYS
A HISTORY POEM
Inside this? A ballade for the popinjay—
Inside this a ballade of her blue china—
His blue of an enphebe prince-ling, bulls and mountains
And her white of froth and fountains in a park
Where peach blossoms grow
As a bookseller baits his breath for April—
And the princess wouldn’t shed a [...]