“. . . and I doze here, dreaming that something lies under a suburban lawn, waiting to change my life . . .”

Henry Taylor’s poem “The Muse Once More” continues: “…to draw me away from what I chose too long ago to forsake it now on some journey out of legend, to smuggle across the world’s best-guarded borders this token, whatever it is, that says I have risked my life for this moment; do not forget me. Whatever this makes me, accept it; by this let me be known.” What a quest! And what a poem.  I like to end the school year with something strong, and this year, it’s the quixotic poetry of Henry Taylor, one of my favorite living poets.

Taylor, Henry. The Flying Change. Louisiana State University Press, 1985, pp. 41-42.

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