Circa 1976: Latet Anguis In Herba

[after Vergil's third Eclogue, line 93]


Your visits to these poems are surreptitious,
and make me, with amusement's grin, suspicious

that you envy, or just appreciate,

these lines' content, that you have claimed to hate.

And your knee-jerk propensity to judge

arises from a hard, well cherished, grudge:

your soul enradiated by a dire

prefigurement of Hell's damnating fire.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Damnating" is a term I made up, with amusement, in this little piece of doggerel dedicated to a snake in the grass.

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