The poet must think of oneself
as a peddler of pathos; as an
almost tragic figure, steeped
in the deepest irony and aloof
of the merely mortal and
pedestrian "poetry business"-
Cavorting of course with gods
and the ancient muse of Greece
and Rome, being of a much
higher plane and loftier endeavor -
Forsooth! ~ sayeth Jay Licata ~
( hmmmm...got my eye on a
black cape; nah, wouldn't
play well in Bellevue )
