Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Tuesday 1 May 2012

Three Famous Graves

At Yeats' grave in county Sligo
I felt inspired by place
and his resounding lines.


At Oscar Wilde's tomb in Père Lachaise
(long before the lipstick-cult had started)
I was angry, not so much at Oscar's
stupid fate as at the fate of Epstein's
splendid, generous monument
whose genitals (once fig-leafed)
have been damaged more than once.


And at Auvers-sur-Oise I grieved
before the simple ivied grave
- but not so much for Vincent,
as for his saintly, self-effacing brother Theo
whose philadelphic constancy
made his life, too, a misery.


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