The Ancients referred to artistic temperment as "divine madness" In the companion thread POE I bumped an old thread to celebrate EAP's birthday.The "Poe Toaster",the mystery-man did not appear this morning with his tribute of roses and brandy.It was the first time in 60 years the observance failed to happen.So let's do it ourselves. If you also loved this poor tormented madman wont you join me in raising a glass to Divine Madness?
Then tell us about your own "Madman" or Woman.Poet,Lyricist whatever. Who can move You with Words?
In response to: The Ancients referred to artistic temperment as "divine madness" In the companion thread POE I bumped an old thread to celebrate EAP's birthday.The "Poe Toaster",the mystery-man did not appear this morning with his tribute of roses and brandy.It was the first time in 60 years the observance failed to happen.So let's do it ourselves. If you also loved this poor tormented madman wont you join me in raising a glass to Divine Madness?
Then tell us about your own "Madman" or Woman.Poet,Lyricist whatever. Who can move You with Words?
Salute,Edgar Allan.
one for Poe
I have wrought my simple plan if I give one hour of joy To the boy who's half a man or the man who's half a boy
--Doyle
Sir Arthur, perhaps not mad, nor poet or lyricist, but one of my favorites
wonderworker: The Ancients referred to artistic temperment as "divine madness" In the companion thread POE I bumped an old thread to celebrate EAP's birthday.The "Poe Toaster",the mystery-man did not appear this morning with his tribute of roses and brandy.It was the first time in 60 years the observance failed to happen.So let's do it ourselves. If you also loved this poor tormented madman wont you join me in raising a glass to Divine Madness?
Then tell us about your own "Madman" or Woman.Poet,Lyricist whatever. Who can move You with Words?
Salute,Edgar Allan.
No more "Poe Toaster!?!" I bet someone will take his place next year.
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring.
These days I like the poetry of
Miroslav Holub
"The Teaching of the Master"
He spoke and the shirts of penitents fell to the ground, impregnated.
It was the Caesarian section of thought, plush dolls were born, jubilating. It was a profile of Everyman, cut out of black paper. Ladybugs crawled out from under our fingernails. Trumpets were heard at the walls of Jericho. Our genes sizzled.
It was magnificent, as he spoke. It's just that I can't recall what he was talking about.
and Emily Dickinson
"Wild Nights -wild nights".
Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury!
Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart!
Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee!
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In the companion thread POE I bumped an old thread to celebrate EAP's birthday.The "Poe Toaster",the mystery-man did not appear this morning with his tribute of roses and brandy.It was the first time in 60 years the observance failed to happen.So let's do it ourselves.
If you also loved this poor tormented madman wont you join me in raising a glass to Divine Madness?
Then tell us about your own "Madman" or Woman.Poet,Lyricist whatever.
Who can move You with Words?
Salute,Edgar Allan.