I do apologize for the major break in my schedule, but circumstances do intervene.
Still let me wax poetic a little about history.
Or rather I would if there was a strong tradition of history poems nowadays. It's sad that this noble tradition seems in decline or if found in disarray.
Alack, alack, alack.
And what of poetic history plays? Whatever happened to those? Are they just a memory of history?
Just a momentary aberration?
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.
But let me call at least for a revisiting of great history poems and plays.
For when history stirs your soul,
What magnificence shall emerge?
6 months ago