Sunday, September 27, 2020
With what thoughts are these wings set Above the roar of the ocean’s estate, Where toil and its twin once more regret Deeming the sun the haven of an ingrate?  For who but a fool would keep his course With waxen wings above waves...
Omnia Romae cum pretio Everything in Rome comes with a price. Juvenal died around 130 AD.  Since it took another 346 years for Rome to fall to Odoacer’s hordes, we could say Juvenal was either remarkably prescient or just another literary...
The first bunch can be found here. These were written in rapid succession.   I. Those for whom dreams are a welcome refuge And the silence of sleep their sole respite Mourn at dawn for another lost deluge And search the drab earth to regain...
Originally published on January 11, 2011. Little is known about the life of the Roman nobleman Gaius Valerius Catullus. He lived during the late Republic, befriended many prominent people, and fell in love with a woman posterity knows only by...
This is an excerpt from a blank verse drama I started writing many years ago. The speech seems pertinent to the cause of life extension.
Love's Labor's Lost is Shakespeare at his strangest. Instead of crafting a clever and inimitable plot as he did in so many of his other works, he decided to concentrate instead on the words themselves, prompting Harold Bloom to...

Seven Sonnets

The first poem here is an imitation of Shakespeare's 18th sonnet. They were all composed between 2009 and 2013 (I wrote the first in high school). I. I would not compare my love to a clear sky: Vapid, spacious, and plain as...
Do not wonder long, Leucone, for no man can know his fate, Nor what the gods have planned for you or me. There are no answers in the numbers of Babylon Or in the foolish divining of palms and tea leaves. Better to...
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