Stenogrpher

i catch her
reading my poems
on the internet

and she could not believe it
why i am writing poems

and she asks me
why?

well, i write because

i have nothing to do

and i like it

when no one understands me

who likes to read poetry

anyway?

you?

drama.

by RIC BASTASA

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There is subtle derision in this poem, with its images of hardworking men doing great deeds in spite of rain and icy weather, both glamorous knights and ordinary men hard at work delivering, traveling, suffering in harsh elements, all contrasted with easy living in warmth and comfort. What irony in idealizing the knights of old while sitting wrapped in coziness!