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Chora Blazer

Robert Lax was a well known poet who called Patmos his home. If you look closely, this special linen cotton blazer is embroidered with lines from one of his poems (full lines below). We are thrilled to be partnering with his late estate on this collection. This blazer is named after the favorite ancient town at the top of Patmos, where St. John wrote the book of Revelation. 

Model is 5'9 and wearing a size S.

- Oversized fit throughout
- Shell: 55% Linen, 45% Cotton
- Lining: 52% Viscose, 48% Rayon

Poem by Robert Lax, stitched throughout this blazer:

The angel came to him & said
I’m sorry mac, but
We talked it over
In heaven
& you’re going
To have to live
A thousand years

she had spent her life
Practicing
To be an old lady
Now that she was one
She felt a sense of loss

Fine rain falling, early morning, life to tree, peace to sea

Never a root
Without a tree
Never a tree
Without a bird
Never a bird
Without a song
Never a song
Without a sky
Never a sky
Without a song
Never a song
Without a bird
Never a bird
Without a tree
Never a tree
Without a root
Never a root
Without a tree

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$875.00

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Robert Lax was a well known poet who called Patmos his home. If you look closely, this special linen cotton blazer is embroidered with lines from one of his poems (full lines below). We are thrilled to be partnering with his late estate on this collection. This blazer is named after the favorite ancient town at the top of Patmos, where St. John wrote the book of Revelation. 

Model is 5'9 and wearing a size S.

- Oversized fit throughout
- Shell: 55% Linen, 45% Cotton
- Lining: 52% Viscose, 48% Rayon

Poem by Robert Lax, stitched throughout this blazer:

The angel came to him & said
I’m sorry mac, but
We talked it over
In heaven
& you’re going
To have to live
A thousand years

she had spent her life
Practicing
To be an old lady
Now that she was one
She felt a sense of loss

Fine rain falling, early morning, life to tree, peace to sea

Never a root
Without a tree
Never a tree
Without a bird
Never a bird
Without a song
Never a song
Without a sky
Never a sky
Without a song
Never a song
Without a bird
Never a bird
Without a tree
Never a tree
Without a root
Never a root
Without a tree