Just when I put my mortality behind me
Somebody I know dies; the scourge of daylight
Drops its existential contents and mental bricks
Onto your lap, the comfort zone of life.
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Oh yes, LP, and as you probably know already, I hate the title.
JC, you know I can't shake my man crush (that extends to the great beyond) with Merrill. I would say my very loose iambics don't make the poems 'florid' - its my word choices. But again, its just the way I think and see the world. To quote William Logan, who I know you adore - 'If you don't look just wrong to your contemporaries, you won't look just write to history. Thanks on word 'lie'.
Lamont: As still another 'old Grandma Grammarian' 'fraid I must agree with J Carter about 'lay' in line five: lay is to place in position; lie means to recline. Even poetic license will not admit otherwise. Cute thoughts, good write. Adeline