The Master has forgotten his hat.
Without his hat he cannot fly.
Without his hat his dreams escape
up.
Without his hat
he cannot tip
his hat to that woman passing by
whom he remembers
from somewhere,
as in a dream,
a room in a dream or maybe a beach,
a beach by the sea,
blindingly white,
hatless, he and she.”
~
Michael Palmer
6 comments:
i love the big fellow and the little fellow! wonderful eye candy! xo
He looks so handsome and the poem you added is great. Its a sweet whimsical character on the brim of his hat as well.
I cannot imagine nowadays men with this kind of hats without lafing aloud 😀 Fun, fine creation!
I love the tiny topper on his magnificent hat! AND -- your blog banner is stupendous, by the way.
This is pure delight, Deann - I love the supercilious look on your hatted wonder. He obviously feels that he is the king!
Great looking gentleman Deann.
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