Friday, January 3, 2003

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It is a cramped little state with no foreign policy,
Save to be thought inoffensive. The grammar of the language
Has never been fathomed, owing to the national habit
Of allowing each sentence to trail off in confusion.
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Richard Wilbur
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Kenneth Maswabi 07 January 2021

Very beautifully composed and excellent use of words...amazing

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Freni Karaluthara 07 January 2021

Good poem! congratulations1

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Deluke Muwanigwa 07 January 2021

Reads a tad like my Zim. Hmmmm. Good one.

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Kingsley Egbukole 07 January 2020

Beautifully composed and interesting reading.

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Mountain Man 07 January 2020

An excellent poem...

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The pain of a patriot!

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Dr Antony Theodore 07 January 2020

Will stun the foe by their overwhelming submission, Corrupt the generals, infiltrate the staff, Usurp the throne, proclaim themselves to be sun-gods, And bring about the collapse of the whole empire... very good poem indeed. tony

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Dr Antony Theodore 07 January 2019

A very fine poem indeed. tony

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Anil Kumar Panda 07 January 2019

The country is going through a sad and rough patch. Thanks for sharing.

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Prabir Gayen 07 January 2019

Very beautiful poem with fantastic diction....../////

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M Asim Nehal 07 January 2019

A satire poem on politics, You nailed it with this wonderful poem.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 07 January 2019

Will stun the foe by their overwhelming submission, Marvelous line by Richard Wilbur................................

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Susan Williams 07 January 2018

I have such a weird sense of humor that I laughed my way through most of this political satire- -so rudely true

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 07 January 2018

A surge of indignation rushing over him while narrating a sorry state of affairs of a state.........very well composed thanks for sharing

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Bernard F. Asuncion 07 January 2018

Such a well-written poem by Richard Wilbur👍👍👍

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Tom Allport 07 January 2018

a poem full of comparisons that are as real today as that of yesterday? wonderful description of nothing actually changes really? ............well panned Richard.

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Edward Kofi Louis 07 January 2018

Invasion! ! Cramped! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Joseph Stevens 17 June 2017

I am shocked that none seem to have anything to say about this one poem in particular; seeing as it precisely defines our current dilemma- or as some may still call it The New American Century. Post 911; that is, if you have interpreted this to have been Wilbur's predisposed environment and emblematic source of inspiration for writing this poem. Although, I could be wrong and simply suffer from having a self fulfilling bias, due to my single frame of reference that forces me to interpret everything through the lens of that one September morning that towers over my entire existence. I hope that one day we will all be able to enjoy a poem like this without having to face the fact that this is our sad reality. At this point it is unacceptable that we should be made to feel obligated to continue along as if nothing were wrong (the obvious point being made here.) Not to mention, the fact that the road ahead, will be paved by our own naivety and willful ignorance our only companion. To quote A Baroque Wall-Fountain in the Villa Sciarra WILL you be happy in all that loose collapse of water? Like Summer's calculus, WTC is now a Museum Piece and according to After the Last Bulletin in it's footprint the official memory has been reduced to an endless pool of deep water For the New Railway Station in Rome where negligence is rewarded with promotions and The Pardon while we get A Black November Turkey called The Patriot Act for our willing complicity as Still Citizen Sparrow never go Looking Into History.

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