[Jonson] is a great lover and praiser of himself; a contemner and scorner of others…

Listed in the inventory as

“Gold and peach silk velour

purchased 1983.”


No mention that the pattern

fuzzily matches the bedside lamps —

florals and putti around a cartouche —


or that it drapes an uncelebrated comfort

over shoulders raised up to glean

late-night inspirations


as did its however-many-greats ancestor,

(handspun of wool and linen

woad-dyed a rich, calming blue)


when you woke, moved by love and rage

to satirize your friends and

your luck and your thirst.