douglas scotney Poems
B: Xxxxxxxi: 'Cruel And Curious Dwarfs'
In a battle between host and hostage,
exponents of humours diverse,
each thought the other a hostage,
that the host had the upper hand
and that the other would come off worse.
Then one saw supporting the other
one upon whom he'd relied,
realised he couldn't withstand
humour of the opposite brand,
called that one a traitor,
said what she did was underhand
and realised the battle
was not between humours diverse
but between humours and humans perverse.
We knew not on Aonian mount
The outskirts of pollution,
Needed not then, I know need now,
A negative solution.
Purge thyself of thy love, dear Lamb,
Make poetry of thy hate,
Kow tow to those above, dear Lamb,
Ain't genius rules your fate.
(Charles Lamb considered giving up writing poetry