by phillipw | Sep 29, 2019 | JO
Severn and Tennyson as Memorialists Let us now praise famous friends. We begin With Joseph Severn, brushing time away With immortality in John Keats’ chin As poetry lay dying. In the sway ……………. John Keats on his deathbed Of brush the...
by phillipw | Sep 29, 2019 | GO, JO, KE
The Hard Truth The myth rides gently on that wasting death. Consumption weakened him as if a spell Were cast by Tories hating lines with breath For weaker ones among us. He was well In brain and soul, this little giant filled With all nobilities, this genius...
by phillipw | Sep 29, 2019 | JO, KE
John Keats ‘the last lineal descendent of Apollo’ ~ Arthur Hallam The inmost soul of poetry is Keats. Its spirit is derived from locks of hair And curls about his temples. Muse’s seats In heaven rock with wonder and despair When goddesses consider...