House of McQueen

Blush slash shocks callous London. Worth
built his own house.
Others consider cloth’s ripple, want
a red flare to flaunt.

Finery’s patterns indeed shift to threads, line
draws down interred silhouette.
But while we live awhile here
pattern and line gather

quiet that is anything
but quiet. Each time, dream delights
as if a small wing beats, and leaves
dance under our transient skins.
Credit

Copyright © 2017 by Valerie Wallace. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on December 21, 2017, by the Academy of American Poets.

About this Poem
“‘House of McQueen’ is written as tribute to and is a persona poem of the late fashion designer Alexander McQueen, using the pattern of ‘At Briggflatts Meeting House’ by Basil Bunting, in Complete Poems (New Directions, 2003). Charles Worth (1835–1895) was the first designer to own his own fashion house and is widely thought of as the father of haute couture.”
—Valerie Wallace