“Death of Chatterton” by Henry Wallis
consumed by the feather-pen fire
antithetical phoenix
destroyed in his very creations
accursed immolation by libertine ethos
deranged in a beautiful suicide
posthumous poetry
sewn with audacity
sparking the timidly well-mannered
hearts of the book-in-hand world
From my book Bohemian Scents
Writer & Poet Lynne Sargent
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Exploring the poetry of everyday life
Never, oh! never, nothing will die... (Alfred Tennyson)
“My mother is a poem I’ll never be able to write, though everything I write is a poem to my mother.” ~ Sharon Doubiago
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Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
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All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
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