The Ballad of the Bad Poet

This is my story.

Laughter and the sea

gave way to studying and peace-keeping.

There was a loss, but we kept going,

the same as before, minus a member.

Studying turned into dissatisfaction

with the institution, the law, myself.

So the change was made,

the textbooks were replaced with Keats.

The English department didn’t want to take a chance on a quitter,

so I write.



just as surprised,

to hear of your husband.

So tragic! So unexpected!

He always seemed so happy.

What did he have to be depressed about?

Anyway, the girls send their love,

and we’ll see you at Thanksgiving!