One crown is lacking, Prospero,
My empire is my own;
Dying Alonso does not know
The diadem Antonio
Wears in his world alone.
— Antonio’s refrain, from W.H. Auden’s The Sea and the Mirror
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The Prince William County Public Libraries are inviting metro area authors to submit books that they’ve written for a display of local authors:
You can find out more at this link.
It is currently circulating on Facebook. (No pun intended.)
I actually met Maya Angelou (or attended one of her readings, really) when I was a student at Longwood High School. Our English class took a field trip to Suffolk Community College in New York in … 1988 or 1989, I think. One of my alums piped in on Facebook to say he remembers too.
If you find yourself feverishly writing elegiac couplets, get yourself tested for Ovid-19.
Elephant folio edition.
"Scarce the ascent
Began, when, lo! a panther, nimble, light,
And cover'd with a speckled skin, appear'd,
Nor, when it saw me, vanish'd ..."
Canto I, lines 29-32.
On the stroke of midnight pass
Like vibrations of a bell,
And fashionable madmen raise
Their pedantic boring cry:
Every farthing of the cost,
All the dreaded cards foretell,
Shall be paid …
— from W. H. Auden’s “Lullaby”
Death and the Maiden, George Clark Stanton, 19th Century.