According to the website True West, Phillip Steele, in his 1995 book Many Faces of Jesse James, reported that [James] family records tell of Jesse James’ strongest features being his soul-piercing crystal blue eyes.
I want my narrator, Silas Thatch (introduced a few posts before this one), to fixat on Jesse’s blue eyes throughout the book. The poem posted below describes Silas seeing Jesse for the first time and being captivate by those eyes.
So here it is , poem two. As always, edits and revisions will be made later.
We was Both 10, or So
I first seen Jesse back in Clay County.
It was a hot day, dry as bone. Dust drifted
all over, sheets of it, draping horse and man
like a powder. Made the world wanna cough
and I think it must’ve done just that a time or two.
But even through that dust I seen’em -
eyes as blue as heaven, Jesse’s eyes.
His ma was tuggin’ him across the steet,
yankin’ him by the hand and he just stumbled
along after her not wantin’ any part of where they
was goin’. Ma James, cause that’s what I learned
to call her, stopped to chaw with another lady.
Jesse, one hand locked in his ma’s hand,
stood there still as stone, his eyes burnin’
like blue fire. I almost ran and hid when them eyes
caught mine. They bore down on me, heavy as heat,
but I kept lookin’ back. Not cause I was a brave one,
but cause I couldn’t move until they let me go.
Once Ma James pulled on Jesse’s arm again,
those eyes turned away a let me free.
Funny thing, sure as a chirpy bird in a iron mine,
I felt like I was in a place I didn’t belong
and like some sissy, I started to cry.
- Meet Silas Thatch (thelintinmypocket.wordpress.com)