@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; To Oscar Wilde, In Failing Health, While Visiting Nohant

You visited George Sand's estate, Nohant:

You seemed like a ghost, emaciated, gaunt,

unable even to effectively haunt

one room or a closet in which to pray.

Forgive me Oscar:  I do not glibly say

this:  certainly not in the style or the way

favored by haters---homophobes---in their rage.

Though battered too much, your  eternal soul---

is still able to describe the beautiful

(most especially the Homosexual).

Late in life, I offer this celebration---

homage to your words, preserved on a page,

to praise those loves that follow given nature,

despite the world's abusive nomenclature.



Starward

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The Happy Prince develops the

The Happy Prince develops the ideas in this poem with an effective cinematic flare. 
 


here is poetry that doesn't always conform

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Thanks for that comment, and

Thanks for that comment, and thanks for telling me about the Prince.   I am only familiar with Dorian, Salome, and the "Selfish Giant," and with De Profundis,


Starward