on the street: the gent

On September 22, 2013 by theseventhsphinx

                 Style is not something applied. It is something inherent, something that permeates.

                 It is of the nature of that in which it is found, whether the poem, the manner of a god,

                  the bearing of a man. It is not a dress.

                                               – Wallace Stevens, Two or Three Ideas. 1951

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This ultra-civilized tableau stopped me in my tracks. The hat, the coffee, the satchel, the book…the comfortably crossed legs and arms, the slightly open button-down. I am immediately ready to put my faith in this man’s aesthetic sensibilities. He was so absorbed that he didn’t notice me at first. When he did he asked good-naturedly (and with the faintest of what I’m guessing was a Scandinavian accent, which would explain everything) if the picture had turned out. “Not half bad!” I told him, smiling to give away that I liked it very well indeed.

Readers, here is a lesson in how to spot a gentleman.

In other news, autumn is shaping up here in Boston.

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