Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FACADE: 16. THE AVENUE, by EDITH SITWELL


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First Line: In the huge and glassy room
Last Line: Octaves fall as emptily.


IN the huge and glassy room
Pantaloon, with his tail-feather
Spangled like the weather,
Panached, too, with many a plume,
Watched the monkey Fanfreluche,
Shivering in his gilded ruche,
Fawn upon the piano keys,
Flatter till they answer back
Through the scale of centuries,
Difference between white and black.
Winds like hurricanes of light
Change the blackest vacuums,
To a light-barred avenue --
Semitones of might and right;
Then, from matter, life comes.
Down that lengthy avenue
Leading us we know not where,
Sudden views creep through the air;
Oh the keys we stumble through,
Jungles splashed with violent light,
Promenades all hard and bright,
Long tails like the swish of seas,
Avenues of piano keys,
Meaning comes to bind the whole,
Fingers separate from thumbs,
Soon the shapeless tune comes:
Bestial efforts at man's soul,
What though notes are false and shrill --
Black streets tumbling down a hill?
Fundamentally
I am you, and you are me --
Octaves fall as emptily.





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