|Martin Earl &|
Well. I don't know about you, but I had fun.
Shall we take our denouement from the patron saint of light verse, Ogden Nash? Yes, excellent idea.
Everybody Makes Poets
Ogden Nash (1902 - 1971)
Poets aren't very useful,
Because they aren't very consumeful or very
Even poets of great promise
Don't contribute much to trade and commerce,
To which, indeed, even poets of great achievement
Are a positive bereavement,
Because they aren't very sensible,
Because they think buying and selling are cheap and lousy and
And this is a topic about which poets are people to whom you
cannot tell anything,
Because they are people who cannot afford to buy anything and
are seldom glib enough to sell anything.
Some poets are bitter,
But they are preferable to the poets who are all of a twitter,
But even the poets who are all of a twitter are as dependable
Compared to what each of them has around him which is a rapturous
Because every poet is constantly threatened by one disaster,
Which is that a lot of otherwise thwarted male and female ladies
will go around calling him Master,
And then there is nothing to do but surrender,
And then it is good-by old poetry, hello old theosophy and
And yet on the other hand if a poet isn't fed by a lot of male
and female ladies who are affected,
Why, until long after he is dead or gets the Pulitzer Prize, why
he is neglected.
So my advice to mothers is if you are the mother of a poet don't
gamble on the chance that future generations may crown him.
Follow your original impulse and drown him.
Y'all come back now.
Oh, right. You still have another day to give me frog stuff. I've really been digging what you've produced so far, but still haven't settled on the granola winner. If there are any that you've enjoyed in particular, say so by commenting or emailing me at beechleavesold(at)gmail.com. You will be helping me narrow the precision of my judgement by virtue of triangulation.