Ah poetry…

Is there anything more beautiful than carefully crafted words that express deeply held emotion or explore human behaviour?

If you are a fan of Yeats’ beautiful articulation of pain and unrequited love;

WHY should I blame her that she filled my days With misery… / Why, what could she have done, being what she is? / Was there another Troy for her to burn?

or you revel in the words of Blake as he explores the juxtaposition of good verses evil, innocence and experience;

And what shoulder, & what art. 
Could twist the sinews of thy heart? 
And when thy heart began to beat, 
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

…then leave now!

My poetry is going to suck and make you want to write your own poetry about how badly your eyes hurt.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you… enjoy 🙂

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