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Poem With Epigraphs
"How can I describe my emotions at this . . . or how delineate the wretch . . . animation could not be so hideous as that wretch. I had gazed on him while unfinished . . . ."
---Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, chapter 5
"So I would have had him leave . . . ."
---T. S Eliot, "La Figlia Che Piange"
By all that I hold sacred,
this wretched affliction does not deserve my hatred;
it cannot deflect me from salvation;
and needs no more execration.
I tried to treat it with dignity---
this insufferable travesty,
the stuff of bad comedy.
Starward
Like Saint James who came to
Like Saint James who came to an enlightened place upon his journey, when he could, at last, "count it all joy" you broke through the earthly wall that gives suffering more power than it deserves. Your illuminating analysis of tribulation does not dismiss the "insufferable travesty" as you so cunningly put it, but it does place it on an elevated, even victorious level. Splendidly composed with powerful, supporting epigraphs.
Thank you so much for
Thank you so much for understanding the situation. And for the kind compliments. And Happy Thanksgiving.
Starward
A Happy Thanksgiving to you
A Happy Thanksgiving to you as well.