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I am looking for a poem written about the poet’s wife’s floral dress. I think it is described as having huge purple or blue flowers, it may or may not be ripped up for dusters or a tablecloth by the end. Sorry to be so vague, hopefully someone out there knows what I am talking about.

Short Poem for your time: 

The Emperor

She sends me a text
she’s coming home
the train emerges
from underground

I light the fire under
the pot, I pour her
a glass of wine
I fold a napkin under
a little fork

the wind blows the rain
into the windows
the emperor himself
is not this happy

— Matthew Rohrer

Thanks!

Comments

[sycea.livejournal.com]

It could possibly be On the Table by Andrew Motion

I would like to make it clear that I have bought
this tablecloth with its simple repeating pattern
of dark purple blooms not named by any botanist
because it reminds me of that printed dress you had
the summer we met - a dress you have always said
I never told you I liked. Well I did, you know. I did.
I liked it a lot, whether you were inside it or not.

How did it slip so quietly out of our life?
I hate - I really hate - to think of some other bum
swinging those heavy flower-heads left to right.
I hate even more to think of it mouldering on a tip
or torn to shreds - a piece here wiping a dipstick,
a piece there tied round a crack in a lead pipe.

It's all a long time ago now, darling, a long time,
but tonight just like our first night here I am
with my head light in my hands and my glass full,
staring at the big drowsy petals until they start to swim,
loving them but wishing to lift them aside, unbutton them,
tear them, even, if that's what it takes to get through
to the beautiful, moon-white, warm wanting skin of you.

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You're a hero, thank you so much. I haven't read this in years.

[veronica-milvus.livejournal.com]

Thank you for remembering this! It's been driving me crazy for the last hour, and I should have remembered because... um... he's my Prof at Royal Holloway.

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Haha, whoops!

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I'm jealous, he's a very knowledgeable kind of chap.