by Jack Ramey | Jan 29, 2018 | Art, Jack Ramey, Poetry, Shelley
I O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being,Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves deadAre driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou,Who chariotest to their dark...
by Jack Ramey | Jan 28, 2018 | Art, Jack Ramey, Poetry, Shelley
[Poem] I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its...
by Jack Ramey | Jan 24, 2018 | Jack Ramey, Poetry
[Poem] III The ancient Forum Romanum: a miracle of marble! Columns Ionian and Corinthian and statues of gods And consuls, temples lined inside and out with marble And mosaic and tiles. Now ruins. Used for centuries As a quarry to be mined by Bishops and Popes...
by Jack Ramey | Jan 23, 2018 | Jack Ramey, John Keats, Poetry
[Poem] VII Lay me down in cool salt water. Lay me down like Noah’s daughter. Lay me down and tell me you miss me. Lay me down when I’m dead, and kiss me. In the non-Catholic cemetery in Rome Close by the pyramid of Cestius The bones of John Keats lay down in...
by Jack Ramey | Jan 7, 2018 | Jack Ramey, Poetry
[Poem] Vincenzo Viviani and Giovanni Battista de Nelli strove to save Galileo’s legacy : Viviani keeping all of his master’s papers in a huge closet along one wall of his house in Florence rewriting many letters excising references to Copernicus and blasphemous...
