Everybody’s Talkin’ (Thursday Doors)

What brings you here, now,
to photograph my visage?
Do you think me enchanting?

Perhaps enchanted?
How can you  know what magic
I possess, what spells I cast?

The air is chilled, clouds
variable as clouds will
be.  My face betrays nothing.

I passed by this rather severe looking window guardian the other day, and it did seem he was giving me the eye. Heather’s W3 prompt, to employ personification, was perfect for trying to ascertain his thoughts. I’ve written a mondo poem with two question stanzas.

A little investigation showed that the house he belonged to was one of four. designed by architects Thom and Wilson, and built in 1887. I’ve featured those architects twice before in Thursday doors.

They are all slightly different, but have plenty of interesting ornamentation. I only photographed three of them, not realizing the one on the far left was part of the same group of houses.

These windows have a squirrel guardian–I haven’t seen that before. That’s for you Dan.

All of the brownstones have been divided into rental apartments but the top one has a history and more photos on the Daytonian if you’re interested.

This one has some kind of animal guardian at the bottom of the columns. Lion? Dragon? I wouldn’t mess with them anyway.

As always, there are many more doors to be found at Thursday Doors, hosted by Dan Antion.

I know this is Nilsson’s song, but the first version I knew was the one by Fred Neil.