One of my favorite poets knew all about being contrary. It was in everything she was: the way she lived her life, how she saw the world, and what she wrote in her brilliant, subversive poetry:
Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
'Tis the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent and you are sane;
Demur, -- you're straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
The magic hat did its thing this morning, and the winners of the Poetic Power giveaway are:
Kate, whose favorite poetry includes Dr. Seuss's classic "I do not eat green eggs and ham. I do not like them, Sam-I-am."
Megan, who loves Rainer Maria Rilke's Duino Elegies.
Bethini, who is fond of T.S. Eliot's "I grow old...I grow old... / I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled."
Winners, when you have a chance please e-mail your full name and ship-to address to LynnViehl@aol.com, and I'll get these books out to you. Thanks to everyone for joining in and sharing so many wonderful poets and poems.