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For reasons that are recondite and not necessary to recount, I just ran (in my head) through a poem I wrote about fifteen years ago, and haven't performed since 2000 or thereabouts.
I only stumbled once, and then just for a moment
Given that my personal set of "good poetry" has "easy to memorise and then recall years later" as one of its subsets, I think that one might be OK
Mind you, it's nowhere near as good as James Fenton's Out of the East... 174 lines; once memorised, never forgotten. That's a poem.
I find it harder to remember the first ten lines of Coleridge's Rime of the Ancient Mariner than I do all of Fenton's poem... and the Ancient Mariner is one of my favourites, but somehow it doesn't stick easily to the mind.
(Although of course Kubla Khan sticks very easily - so it must be the poem, not the poet, that makes the difference. Which was my original point, I suppose )
I'm embroiled in some interesting aspects of customising the Google Maps API for the purpose of doing strange and wonderful things unrelated to maps...
Right, I've managed to resist the temptation to guzzle a few sausages for supper, and haven't been abusive to Cyberman (I believe he's more to be pitied than censured).
As I want to spend tomorrow getting even deeper into the stuff I'm working on (I'm building up a head of steam and all that) I shall now bid you all goodnight - especially you EO, as I think you're the only one still in the vicinity, rather than in the Land of Nod
I'm embroiled in some interesting aspects of customising the Google Maps API for the purpose of doing strange and wonderful things unrelated to maps...
Right, I've managed to resist the temptation to guzzle a few sausages for supper, and haven't been abusive to Cyberman (I believe he's more to be pitied than censured).
As I want to spend tomorrow getting even deeper into the stuff I'm working on (I'm building up a head of steam and all that) I shall now bid you all goodnight - especially you EO, as I think you're the only one still in the vicinity, rather than in the Land of Nod
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