Consolation Poem by Douglas Scotney
Consolation
Rating: ★4.5
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
Coleridge replied)
Thursday, November 24, 2011
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4/25/2024 8:38:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Aloha Douglas... Your word works have that edge, that nag, that bag, if you will... to incite a fellow bard to write down more than a few better strings of words... for this reaction, to my thoughts, this eve... I salute you... soul of an antiquarian, neither fop nor sophist, He has... no passing topics to allure the thoughtless and the vain.... What a mentor! It is my pleasure to read your post, and to delve into a higher level of thought for doing so... all of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two.