A Meditation on the Letter L
Posted: September 4, 2012 Filed under: Aesthetics, POEMS | Tags: L, Nelson, Traflager Leave a commentThere is a longitudinal loveliness in the loneliness of the L
The longest letter, lovely lady as a super model
The delerious angularity of your special hell
Anorexic, astounding, sainted from the cradle
Purged of the curvature of vivacious, vixen S
Not caring at all if it will impress
It stands aloof, faintly in duress
Ever erect, and with effort, it takes its recess
There is in the quarterliness of its ninety degree angle
Something stark, light to dark, in the crossing of the hands
Like the “Oath of the Horatii,” like a brother bound to fight
It casts and it basks in its honor and demands
It is a man, L is man, it is Nelson at Trafalger
Looking lean, looking starved, with guns he will discharge
leonine, luminescent, riding an arching spark to mars
The resplendence of its light is a stellar, jeweled barrage
Copyright, David Gottfried, 2000