Well, I have read this a number of times now, Sheila and am still trying to
come to terms with it. It’s still the opening line that throws me and
distances me somewhat from the rest. I take it you are using prince as a
verb. As in You lord it over me? Even so, ‘anymore’ would usually apply to
a negative statement would it not. As in You don’t prince me. But
presumably you intend to say You keep princing me or You continually prince
me. Which would lead to folding or not. And then the flower imagery. To
what does ‘this’ refer I wonder? This princing? The ‘prince’ perhaps? The
passive ‘monstered’ speaker?
I like the notion of an evening unevening. Not sure again what is going on
with the lance. Rather than a puncturing weapon it becomes a vaulting tool?
Anyway the lance sets up the final and only rhyme in the poem. Perhaps the
poem finishes on that ‘askance’ note to underline the skewed nature of this
(doomed?) relationship.
Bill
On Thu, 22 Aug 2019 at 4:15 pm, Sheila Murphy <[log in to unmask]>
wrote:
> You prince me anymore.
> I fold or not.
> Is this the nascent hibiscus
> I am thinking to replace the rose of old?
>
> Maybe you don't know
> the list of things I do not
> know. Remember is the byword
> as an evening gradually unevens
>
> how our daylight went
> once we were sold
> on the idea of a lance
> to factor into how
>
> one vaults across experience
> in that quasi way of saying
> half of what we mean,
> then look askance.
>
> Sheila E. Murphy
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