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The Poets

November 26, 2014

An Untitled Fragment

 
Am I, while writing poetry,
Some foreign soul, a diff'rent mind?
When I resign the poet's pen...

Do I another person find?
 
What squalid speech invades my tongue
When all my lovely Muses part!
What morbid use of words and thought
When I have not the poet's heart ...
 
But when I scale her sacred heights,
Those summits where I former dwelt,
I feel like I am born again,
And moved by Muses Homer felt.
 
-jwm
 
 
Of the Poem
 
This is a segment of a larger poem I was working on a while ago, I found it tucked away and almost forgotten. I still plan on completing the larger work, but for now I thought I'd post this portion- a portion that may very well change as I complete the rest of the poem.
 
Anyhow, I hope you like it.



November 17, 2014

Look in Thy Heart


"Foole," said my Muse to me, "Looke in thy heart and write."
Sir Philip Sidney, Astrophel and Stella
 

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