Adversus Solem Ne Loquitor Poem by Patti Masterman

When I read the comments you inspire
I feel like Salieri, to your Mozart;
The mutt, next to the purebred;
Your writing, the sine qua non
So I must make a choice-
Should I worship genius, or avoid it altogether?
If true, it seems I would be avoiding it more and more
As it is sure to grow, attract adherents;
Better, to be your own priestess,
At the head of the procession
Than just another contender,
Even if I had the brains or spine for that-
And not only since, having given you my heart unwittingly
All these words are just more fill, falling down
Upon the grave of my own choosing:
Adversus solem ne loquitor:
Don't speak against the sun..