Byronic
(after Wendy Cope)
25/08/2020 MBaluch
I used to think all writers were Byronic - and it’s true
Plotted lives are altered when they roam a room
Madness, life and magic alike flicker in their eyes
They bend the rules, and snap them into new shapes
They amuse. They alarm. And sometimes they disarm
With sudden tendernesses.
Alcoholics, junkies,
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