From 2012. Exercises in the Latin elegiac metre.




Eight Exercises

1

Auden wrote verses that souls in the year three thousand two hundred
     will (if Heaven is just) venerate, read, and enjoy.

2

Coffee at five in the morning jump-starts the indolent brain-cells,
     startling this sleep-needing mind into a semblance of wit.

3

August is not really known for crisp and northerly breezes,
     but to the vigilant eye, signs of autumn appear.

4

Origen lopped off his manhood -- a rashly injurious action! --
     nonetheless, all that he wrote seems enticingly sane.

5

Blessed with a roomful of books, ensconced between shelves over-loaded,
     addict of yellowing tomes, how can he crave even more?

6

Grateful to old Mr D, my teacher of senior-year Latin,
     I can recall even now Roman bards' naughtiest lines.

7

Ashbery's intricate mazes lead nowhere, or everywhere.  Truly,
     poems like these can be fun, just for a short little while.

8

Kilimanjaro's summit has not the absurd elevation
     as that mountain of clothes waiting so long to be washed.





Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-11-26 at 08:22

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