Choice of you shuts up that peacock-fan The future was, in which temptingly spread All that elaborative nature can. Matchless potential! but unlimited Only so long as I elected nothing; Simply to choose stopped all ways up but one, And sent the tease-birds from the bushes flapping. No future now. I and you now, alone. So for your face I have exchanged all faces, For your few properties bargained the brisk Baggage, the mask-and-magic-man's regalia. Now you become my boredom and my failure, Another way of suffering, a risk, A heavier-than-air hypostasis. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SELF-ANALYSIS by DAVID IGNATOW FROM THE AGES WITH A SMILE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CHARLES CARVILLE'S EYES by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON BUCOLIC COMEDY: FLEECING TIME by EDITH SITWELL LOVELY CHANCE by SARA TEASDALE |