Baudelaire, Longfellow, Wordsworth, Yeats
I’m sad that I’m not one of those greats
Auden, Milton, Cummings, Frost
I’ll never write my Paradise Lost
Ginsberg, Whitman, Browning, Hughes
I’m not someone who’s met his Muse
Teasdale, Eliot, Wilde or Poe
Mine’s not a name that Time will know
I think you have met your muse and time will know your name - the internet is forever! :)
ReplyDeleteYep, I know the feeling well. I HAVE me my muse, but she looks nothing like the muses of those fellows.
ReplyDeleteOh, wait, maybe that's a bag lady...