Lawrence Hall
[email protected]
502 Bad Gateway
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nginx/1.1.19
Dear Friends,
This has been fun, but with the late changes I can make nothing of the HelloPoetry site. If I can manage to submit this, please know that you can continue to read my scribblings on my own poorly-accomplished – but functional – site, Reactionary Drivel at reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com. It’s not really reactionary, tho’ it’s often drivel! And if you will send me the name of your site, I will follow you there.
Cheers,
Lawrence
Good-bye, Poetry?
Oh, Eliot, what has happened to your wonderful site
Your gift of poetry to a suffering world?
Did some Morlock in an unhappy hour
Break into spring to make it winter again?
Who has torn and scattered the pages
And thus obscured the words so carefully shaped
By the fugitive keepers of dreams
Who seek for them again in the wilderness?
There once was a workshop for poor scribblers –
A studio of dreams – may it be restored!
Well Done, Thou Good and Faithful Cat
for Calvin
Yes, surely there will be another cat
But not this Cat, not this Big Orange Dust-Mop
Lounging “with abs of steel and *** appeal”
At his window, hungry for hummingbirds
Or lurking there behind that door to swat
His Sarah, who served as his household staff,
For failing to render due obeisance
To him, the superior MagnifiCat
Dear Calvin –
For now, farewell, until that better World,
O happy, leaping, loving childhood friend
Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 6:51 PM UTC
Lawrence Hall
[email protected]
502 Bad Gateway
________________________________________
nginx/1.1.19
Dear Friends,
This has been fun, but with the late changes I can make nothing of the HelloPoetry site. If I can manage to submit this, please know that you can continue to read my scribblings on my own poorly-accomplished – but functional – site, Reactionary Drivel at reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com. It’s not really reactionary, tho’ it’s often drivel! And if you will send me the name of your site, I will follow you there.
Cheers,
Lawrence
Good-bye, Poetry?
Oh, Eliot, what has happened to your wonderful site
Your gift of poetry to a suffering world?
Did some Morlock in an unhappy hour
Break into spring to make it winter again?
Who has torn and scattered the pages
And thus obscured the words so carefully shaped
By the fugitive keepers of dreams
Who seek for them again in the wilderness?
There once was a workshop for poor scribblers –
A studio of dreams – may it be restored!
Well Done, Thou Good and Faithful Cat
for Calvin
Yes, surely there will be another cat
But not this Cat, not this Big Orange Dust-Mop
Lounging “with abs of steel and *** appeal”
At his window, hungry for hummingbirds
Or lurking there behind that door to swat
His Sarah, who served as his household staff,
For failing to render due obeisance
To him, the superior MagnifiCat
Dear Calvin –
For now, farewell, until that better World,
O happy, leaping, loving childhood friend