Thursday, December 20, 2018
2 POEMS TO, ABOUT ERATO, MUSE OF POETRY
By Donovan Baldwin
Her name, Erato,
Said to mean,
"Desired",
"Lovely",
Muse of poets,
Those followers of desire,
Makers of lovely things
Woven from words,
Fashioned from the longings
Of hearts drunk on the sweet
Deceptive wine,
Of the Muse,
Erato.
-------
Where do lost poems go,
The ones arrived too early,
Or too late, or when the Muse
Has ceased her chant, and
Recanting of her desire to
Share her words with this
Mad poet,
Withdraws, veil upon her face,
Leaving him with but memory,
Of the most beautiful poem...
Never written?
Said to mean,
"Desired",
"Lovely",
Muse of poets,
Those followers of desire,
Makers of lovely things
Woven from words,
Fashioned from the longings
Of hearts drunk on the sweet
Deceptive wine,
Of the Muse,
Erato.
-------
Where do lost poems go,
The ones arrived too early,
Or too late, or when the Muse
Has ceased her chant, and
Recanting of her desire to
Share her words with this
Mad poet,
Withdraws, veil upon her face,
Leaving him with but memory,
Of the most beautiful poem...
Never written?
Labels: donovan baldwin, Erato, muse, poem, poetry, wine
# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 8:50 AM 
