Mycetes' Kiss Poem by Douglas Scotney
Mycetes' Kiss
Rating: ★5.0
Swearing by his royal seat
(rather than by his throne)
left Mycetes open
to his brother Cosroe's coarse,
'You may do well to kiss it, then.'
Sent up power becomes power cosroed;
to send it up, to cosroe it.
By kissing Mycetes,
trying to do are you
what is not worth the to-do of trying
because it you cannot do.*
* the picture below notwithstanding
Friday, November 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
21.11.20. from early in Marlowe's 'Tamburlaine The Great' written 1587 or 88.
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5/21/2024 3:44:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Power becomes power cross. What an amazing poem really! Always you reflect your brilliance...5 stars.