Two interesting poems in Rock Creek: one vernacular, one a trusty bit of Tennyson.
An epigram on the monument of Charles Dixon Caton requires some comment.
Catharine Reidy wrote some interesting iambs in the voice to her dead husband Maurice who nonetheless speaks not of the pompatus of love.
About one year ago, on 5 July 2018, I was on a tour of the Wicklow Mountains south of Dublin. Among the obligatory stops on such a trip is St. Kevin’s Church at Glendalough, and if you go that way, I urge you to pay your respects at the grave of Eddie Stakem and his […]