Poems, some old, some newer, & some new. The blog title is taken from a manuscript I’ve worked on for close to 20 years—it may be a book in the not-too-distant future, but it is this blog, one poem at a time, posted each Sunday morning.
A note to my readers, courtesy of Robert Graves:
A Plea to Boys & Girls
You learned Lear’s Nonsense Rhymes by heart, not rote;
You learned Pope’s Iliad by rote, not heart;
These terms should be distinguished if you quote
My verses, children—keep them poles apart—
And call the man a liar who says I wrote
All that I wrote in love, for love of art.