sometimes the words escape me
So ... you're with J. V. Cunningham?For My ContemporariesHow time reverses The proud in heart! I now make verses Who aimed at art.But I sleep well. Ambitious boysWhose big lines swell With spiritual noise,Despise me not!And be not queasy To praise somewhat: Verse is not easy.But rage who will.Time that procured me Good sense and skill Of madness cured me.Not that he was not also strange. But I wonder if the cure wasn't worse than the disease....
The key part of the phrase is "proves itself sane": it may seem strange but turns out to be sane?But there's also something for things that look sane but prove themselves strange. My favorite example is Robert Frost's "The Mountain."
Who knows ifthere is a cure-all for all this insanity. :>?
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So ... you're with J. V. Cunningham?
For My Contemporaries
How time reverses
The proud in heart!
I now make verses
Who aimed at art.
But I sleep well.
Ambitious boys
Whose big lines swell
With spiritual noise,
Despise me not!
And be not queasy
To praise somewhat:
Verse is not easy.
But rage who will.
Time that procured me
Good sense and skill
Of madness cured me.
Not that he was not also strange. But I wonder if the cure wasn't worse than the disease....
The key part of the phrase is "proves itself sane": it may seem strange but turns out to be sane?
But there's also something for things that look sane but prove themselves strange. My favorite example is Robert Frost's "The Mountain."
Who knows if
there is a cure-
all for all
this in
sanity. :>?
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