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For James Thomson(1834-1882):an Epitaph

Member since 2002 · Posted 22 Sep 2002 · Edited 23 Sep 2002 · 6 comments

Here lies he whose mysterious might Stones'silent prophecy well knew; Who in perpetual srife with Death and Blight Left for the unhappy few And for whomever insomnia is a matter of course A rueful realm there forever to roam A realm overshadowed by shades,"The City of Dreadful Night."

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[9] INTRANSIT 22-Sep-02/6:15 PM Reply

Go on wit yo bad self!! I don't know this writer but now I want to.

[8] Christof 23-Sep-02/2:14 AM Reply

I love 'The City of Dreadful Night' - this picks up the tone nicely and also describes the poor man's tortured life. A lot of your work refers to other poets, is this part of a deliberate project?

[n/a] vulcan › Christof 23-Sep-02/6:15 AM Reply

I'm glad you like that poem too.a part of it is conscious!I feel I owe some poets (one of them B.V)a good deal.though they cannot hear I can't refrain saying!

[8] Christof › vulcan 23-Sep-02/6:19 AM Reply

Yes it's important to pay your respects I think. Everyone on here has their pet idol-Anne Sexton is very popular,Frass is mad on Dylan Thomas and mine is Edward Thomas. You go far and wide for your influences.

[n/a] Lenore 23-Sep-02/6:27 AM Reply

I love this. now I must go find that city and see it for myself. 9/10

[n/a] vulcan › Lenore 23-Sep-02/6:29 AM Reply

See you there lenore!