The Man with the Blue Guitar II

I cannot bring a world quite round,

Although I patch it as I can.

I sing a hero's head, large eye

And bearded bronze, but not a man,

Although I patch him as I can

And reach through him almost to man.

If to serenade almost to man

Is to miss, by that, things as they are,

Say it is the serenade

Of a man that plays a blue guitar.