Putting on Airs*
We approached it with much trepidation
Might people think we were seeking
some warmth
Would we be turned away at the grand door
Five bright welcome flags, U.S nonetheless
Heralded by the flags, still cool
reception
Feelings of hidden microphones, cameras
Semblance of black armbands yet they wore none
Greeters and Porters cold and stiff,
no smiles
Said we came for coffee, tea and biscuits
The wait staff stood at parade rest, no smiles
No women help, men, order of the day
Ordered tea and scones, headed for the Lou
Lavatories in the Lou carved of stone
Carved of granite, golden faucets gleaming
High formal beaming like
a British Lou
A hundred plus years of age was it all
Goodbye doorman at the Lou standing tall
Meandered back inspecting fine fixtures
Of this most expensive D.C. hotel
Tea and scones been dumped on our low table
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Poem and Photos Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2017, All Rights Reserved
Notes and photos:
* "Since the 1500s, “airs” has referred to having an affected manner. It's from the French word air, "look, appearance, or bearing." Behaving as if you're better than other people — wealthier, better dressed, or better educated — is to put on airs. Acting like you know more than your teacher is a way to put on airs.
put on airs - Dictionary Definition : Vocabulary.com
To see where we had tea, highlight the blank area below:
The Building: : The T r u m p Hotel in Washington D.C. No, we didn't stay there, way too many $$$$Bucks for us. But we did go there for coffee one afternoon. Mrs. Jim and I opted for a nice Cappuccino. We (not tea and scones) were served in the hotel lobby.
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One of Kim's "favourite poems by Philip Larkin is ‘The Building’, which (she) cannot reproduce here due to copyright restrictions." However, (she) provide(d) a link to the poem HERE."
Her further directions are, "Today’s challenge is to write about a building. It could be a specific building with a name that we would all know without directly naming it."
So I tried.
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Labels: Jim Does, Real Toads, Sunday-Mini-Challenge, Syllabic Form, Travel, Walk Pictures
7 Comments:
What a sad piece this is Jim. The rest of the world looks on aghast at how the US has changed in so many ways and few if any for the better.
No wonder I didn't recognize it. Too rich for my blood. Hope the cappuccinos were good...
I love the title, Jim - Trump does just that! No wonder his hotels are approached with trepidation. I also love the irony, especially in those 'Five bright welcome flags, U.S nonetheless' and the 'low table'. The underlying tone is dark and ominous in the lines:
'Feelings of hidden microphones, cameras
Semblance of black armbands yet they wore none'.
I think I'll stick to a smaller, friendlier hotel or a bed and breakfast!
Your description could be for a palace, indeed.
"Greeters and Porters cold and stiff, no smiles " No welcome there; Nice write Jim
much love...
Thanks for linking to Monday Writes today, Jim
much love...
The semblance of grandeur and class often falls flat. I would go for a smile and welcome any day.
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