Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DECEASED, by KEITH CASTELLAINE DOUGLAS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: He was a reprobate I grant Last Line: He had an excellence which you miss. Subject(s): Writing & Writers | ||||||||
He was a reprobate I grant and always liquored till his money went. His hair depended on a noosed from a Corona Veneris. His eyes, dumb like prisoners in their cavernous slots, were settled in attitudes of despair. You who God bless you never sunk so low censure and pray for him that he was so; and with his failings you regret the verses the fellow made, probably between curses, probably in the extremes of moral decay, but he wrote them in a sincere way: and appears to have felt a refined pain to which your virtue cannot attain. Respect him. For this He had an excellence which you miss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CELL, SELECTION by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 126: THE DOUBTING MAN by LYN HEJINIAN WAKING THE MORNING DREAMLESS AFTER LONG SLEEP by JANE HIRSHFIELD COMPULSIVE QUALIFICATIONS by RICHARD HOWARD DEUTSCH DURCH FREUD by RANDALL JARRELL LET THEM ALONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS DESERT FLOWERS by KEITH CASTELLAINE DOUGLAS |
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