"What would Milton have thought
of William Carlos Williams?"—
question from Gordon O’Brien in my preliminary orals.
I was concerned to protect Dr. O’Brien
from feeling he’d flustered me.
The relevant question, really:
"What does Milton think of me?”—
my scribbling in my desultory moral posture.
Milton was a fighter, a risk-taker,
He didn’t know better than to say
what he thought and felt in the strongest possible way.
He almost paid the ultimate price,
but continued after he could no longer see to write,
composing blank-verse lines in his head
and dictating them to his tractable daughters.
question from Gordon O’Brien in my preliminary orals.
I was concerned to protect Dr. O’Brien
from feeling he’d flustered me.
The relevant question, really:
"What does Milton think of me?”—
my scribbling in my desultory moral posture.
Milton was a fighter, a risk-taker,
He didn’t know better than to say
what he thought and felt in the strongest possible way.
He almost paid the ultimate price,
but continued after he could no longer see to write,
composing blank-verse lines in his head
and dictating them to his tractable daughters.
