The Parnassian Hand Poem by David Hart

The Parnassian Hand



'The Parnassian Hand' - A Poem by David Hart
Five fingers hover over black print
Apposed on a white sheet.

Tan flesh, short cropped nails and
Overlapping cuticles-an old hand-
A buxom hand-a hand delighted to treat.

Words, numerously luxuriate on holey
Crimpled sheets.

Words astonishing and boon
Words effulgent and true

To arrange? No. Avast!
Now pondering in this hushed room
Gazing athwart still and attent.

Ahoy to the words!

An august phrase for rent.
Words awhirl or bedizended
Words behooved and apt
Words echt and moiling
Aye, perhaps diamonds of fact.

Five fingers hover over print in black
Print regaled and caressed by an
Amorous attack
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Vocabulary:
parnassian-rel. to poets
echt-adj. genuine/authentic; attent-arch. attentive; beseem- to be
fitting or appropriate; moil-v. to drudge, churn, or swirl

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