To Oscar Poem by Douglas Scotney
To Oscar
Who's just humble, I don't know
but I'll tell you now,
being tragic,
I don't know how
I did it,
and I don't want to know.
If I parsed the magic
I'd be both humble and tragic,
and open to Lady Bracknell,
who's sympathetic
and doesn't try to make fun
when you're just the other or one.
Monday, June 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Lady Bracknell: To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune. To lose both looks like carelessness.
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4/19/2024 3:32:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A poem worthy of Oscar Wilde, indeed a tragic figure and still important as a writer. M.Walker.