Janson
The
type is an excellent example of the influential and sturdy Dutch types that
prevailed in England up to the time William Caslon (1692-1766) developed his
own incomparable designs from them.
Four square wing chair,
forbearing lamp
hovering a little
behind and just above,
pouring endless rounds
of burnished light,
raveled sweater scabbed
with elbow patches
not to mention the roomy
eluvial pants
that cascade heaved and
rumpled into my lap,
a captains stripes of
reading glasses
manning the bridge of
my nose convey a
sonorous sense of timelessness
shading to
somnolence broken
suddenly by the sound
of shattering glass
jolting me awake, a baseball
among glittering shards
at my slippered feet.
“Goddamn kids, I’m
keeping your ball!” shaking
my fist as they
scatter, not a Garamond
or New Times Roman among them.
The neighborhood’s
changed, all these
Hiskyflipper’s
and Scranton Fancy’s,
Scrappy
La Doots and Scars
Before Christmas
running wild, wreaking
havoc, showing absolutely
no respect. You bet I’ll be having a word or two
with the parents of Bad Mother Fucka.
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