“French Peacock” by Marianne Moore

French Peacock


In "taking charge of your possessions when you saw

them," you became a golden jay.

Whatever you admired you charmed away —

The color, habit, ornament or attitude.

Of chiseled setting and black-opalescent dye,

You were the jewelry of sense.

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Marianne Moore's poem "French Peacock" was published in the 1917 Others anthology. To read this poem in full in a digitized version of this publication, follow the links below:


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