Poets Workshop

Like I said, "never heard of her until you mentioned her here" since then she has cropped up with uncanny regularity in/on other projects of mine.  I cannot say I love or hate her on my short aquaintence with her but from what little I know and have seen about her then I tend to fall on the side of love, with reservations, as I intend to get to grips with her sometime soon.

I think she was born in Boston, a neighbour of yours?  What did she do, kick your dog or something?

She lived for some time with Ted up in North Yorkshire, where my grandkids live, and the two poems of hers that I posted are about the countryside there, I just loved them, hence, she has a headstart in my affections.

If she kicked my dog, she wouldn't have had the opportunity to try her hand at suicide. 

You want to know what it is?  She was weak; I despise weak women.  I expect way more from my own sex than of yours (especially from New Englanders where we tend to swallow weak women whole!).  She was clingy, needy, paranoid, self-effacing, smothering ..."want me to continue," asked the CL rhetorically.   And it all shows in her work.

Hmmm, I wonder if anyone wants to rip me a new one now.

 

"It is with a strange malice / That I distort the world." 
 -- from The Weeping Burgher by Wallace Stevens

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