Chieftain Iffucan of Azcan in caftan
Of tan with henna hackles, halt!

Damned universal cock, as if the sun
Was blackamoor to bear your blazing tail.

Fat! Fat! Fat! Fat! I am the personal.
Your world is you. I am my world.

You ten-foot poet among inchlings. Fat!
Begone! An inchling bristles in these pines,

Bristles, and points their Appalachian tangs,
And fears not portly Azcan nor his hoos.

1 Comment

  1. Diego Rueda Arias says:

    Wonderful, my favorite. A movie of the scene between great Stevens and Great Little Bamtam. The magic use of the word by Stevens is just beautiful

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