Matinée by Louis Untermeyer
The poet stood reciting
Examples of his art,
Considering removing
The veils about his heart.
Eager and self-revealing,
He did his stripping well,
With every burning poem
Another garment fell.
With passionate abandon
He flung each cloth away;
Exulting in the pleasure
Of noble self-display.
Until upon the platform
Were piled his draperies.
And still the poet gestured,
Naked and quite at ease.
And no one screamed or fainted;
There was no stir or start.
The ladies all applauded
At such a show of art.
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