This poem is taken from PN Review 254, Volume 46 Number 6, July - August 2020.
Bartholomew Fair
PROLOGUE
Puppet
plays, and suchlike rage, whereof the
petulant ways yourself
have known, and have
been vexed.
1. BOOTHS
Kiss her!
Such a jig-ajog i’ the booths,
a punk in high chopines.
What do you lack
Mooncalf?
2. BEAR BAITING
Sweep up
broken apples for the bear, rogue.
The stage of the Hope is
on trestles. Look!
A pit.
3. A PIG BOX
Win craves.
...
Puppet
plays, and suchlike rage, whereof the
petulant ways yourself
have known, and have
been vexed.
1. BOOTHS
Kiss her!
Such a jig-ajog i’ the booths,
a punk in high chopines.
What do you lack
Mooncalf?
2. BEAR BAITING
Sweep up
broken apples for the bear, rogue.
The stage of the Hope is
on trestles. Look!
A pit.
3. A PIG BOX
Win craves.
...
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