Cri de Coeur
Poet wishes to contact another for mutual encouragement.—Advt. in the Spectator.
Thank you for liking my play.—Lamb to Wordsworth.
I'm a lonely little poet Writing in a void.
Editors don't seem to know it But this lonely little poet 's almost unemployed.
No one wants to read my sonnet. Shall I shut up shop?
Though I spend my heart upon it No one wants to read my sonnet. Just another flop!
How delightful if another Poet I could find Who would hail me as a brother, Comfort me like any mother And reciprocally smother Me with praises blind.
0 what balm, when (Critics, stow it!) I propound my view.
"You're a genius, sir, I know it." And he answers, "Fellow poet, "You're a genius too."
M. STANIER