Through Their Hats
what careless men.
Proudly the slouches march on the heads of the still
more careless men.
Proudly the panamas perch on the noggins of dapper
Comically somber the derbies gloom on the earnest sol-
And the sombrero, most proud, most careless, most dap-
per and debonair of all, somberly the sombrero
marches on the heads of important men who know
what they want.
Hats are sky-pieces; hats have a destiny; wish your hat
slowly; your hat is you.
I seek less to state or display any theme or thought, and more to bring you, reader, into the atmosphere of the theme or thought- there to pursue your own flight.
Speech is a cluster of living beings, moved by rhythms like the rhythms that move the
stars and planets...
The full interview with Sam Polk is still available at CBC1's The Current