Why...
...post poetry?
Well, I've posted a few (Coleridge, Keats, Eliot) mainly because when I've read their work, it's effected me in a different way. The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock is one such, with it's unique and often melancholy prose (I stole that line) leaving me feeling, well, feeling - provoking both a liking and admiration, as well as many other emotions, which, astoundingly enough, the author probably intended. So, for people who just stumble across this blog, for people who read it, and for anyone not in either/or, I invite them to do the same.
To read them, and to hopefully enjoy them.
Well, I've posted a few (Coleridge, Keats, Eliot) mainly because when I've read their work, it's effected me in a different way. The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock is one such, with it's unique and often melancholy prose (I stole that line) leaving me feeling, well, feeling - provoking both a liking and admiration, as well as many other emotions, which, astoundingly enough, the author probably intended. So, for people who just stumble across this blog, for people who read it, and for anyone not in either/or, I invite them to do the same.
To read them, and to hopefully enjoy them.

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