Your Wish, My Command

[osprey_archer]

For exuberantself:



Tulips. I don't know why there aren't poems about tulips; I have always thought there ought to be poems about tulips; but I think it's because they're too happy. Poets are ill-equipped to deal with joy.



Bluebells.



A hillside full of bluebells.

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[entwashian.livejournal.com]

Poets are ill-equipped to deal with joy.

Out of curiousity, I Googled "tulips poetry" and the first thing that pops up is Sylvia Plath. ::sporfle::

[osprey-archer.livejournal.com]

Heeheehee OH SYLVIA PLATH. YOU GOT DEPRESSING ALL OVER MY HAPPY TULIPS. (Poor Sylvia.)

[exuberantself.livejournal.com]

pretties!

I have amazing powers, apparently. Go me.

It's not about tulips, but "The Rhodora" is a happy poem about flowers.

Poets are ill-equipped to deal with joy.
Cruel wit masquerading as depressing facts masquerading as bland commentary for the win.

[osprey-archer.livejournal.com]

Just make sure you use your powers for good, right? :p

I used to want to be a poet. That's probably why I'm mean to them.

[troublems03.livejournal.com]

Eee. Flowers. Pretty.

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(Oh, and I was reading the paper this morning and there was an article that reminded me of you. It was about Van Gogh and this theory that maybe Gaughin had cut off his ear. Here's (http://www.theage.com.au/world/gauguin-cut-off-van-goghs-ear-20090505-atxv.html) the article if you're interested.)

[osprey-archer.livejournal.com]

That is an AWESOME article. Thank you!

[anait.livejournal.com]

Beautiful, thanks for sharing.

Also, Sylvia Plath + tulips? Yikes.

Now I'm trying to think of joyful poets.



... still thinking.

[osprey-archer.livejournal.com]

Billy Collins? But he's a modern poet, which is a different thing.

Many of Emily Dickinson's poems are happy, although some of those are weird. Like "Because I could not stop for death" - I would say that that's, if not happy, content.