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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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
The country is going through a sad and rough patch. Thanks for sharing.
A satire poem on politics, You nailed it with this wonderful poem.
Will stun the foe by their overwhelming submission, Marvelous line by Richard Wilbur................................
I have such a weird sense of humor that I laughed my way through most of this political satire- -so rudely true
A surge of indignation rushing over him while narrating a sorry state of affairs of a state.........very well composed thanks for sharing
a poem full of comparisons that are as real today as that of yesterday? wonderful description of nothing actually changes really? ............well panned Richard.
Invasion! ! Cramped! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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.
Very beautifully composed and excellent use of words...amazing