Curious this.
I first read this on new poetry (and I rarely bother with poems there) and
very much liked it -- but didn't notice the author.
Though when I read the first stanza of the poem for the first time:
> The Emperor sent me into exile
> because the Court Ladies
> no longer favoured me.
-- I thought at first it was the Chinese inmperial court (suggested by
"Court Ladies") rather than the Roman one.
So there you are, dave -- now I know what my opinion of your poems is,
quite independent of you.
Writes like Ovid, looks like Quasimodo, and acts like Groucho Marx.
Robin
----- Original Message -----
From: "david.bircumshaw" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Monday, May 12, 2003 10:55 AM
Subject: Another poem
> An Old Story
>
> The Emperor sent me into exile
> because the Court Ladies
> no longer favoured me.
>
> I tried to appeal
> but all I had was a curt
>
> note of dismissal.
> You are no longer
>
> one of us, it proclaimed.
> Ruminating, far from Rome,
> in my Pontic shack
>
> where the rodents nibbled
> at my dwindling stocks
>
> and barbaroi threatened
> daily with their stones
>
> I mulled my lost causes
> and looked for consolation
> in the night sky's
>
> ever-rising constellations.
>
>
>
> Best
>
> Dave
>
>
>
> David Bircumshaw
>
> Leicester, England
>
> Home Page
>
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>
> Painting Without Numbers
>
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