People these days do not appreciate a Keats hommage. When I do that, the Frau Doktorin is not well pleased, and there is discouraging talk about the advantages of the spare room as an alternative place to sleep.
OK, so those weren't really gules. My bad.
UPDATE: R. H. Thouless is a downer:
The Royal Society refused to publish Keats' paper on "Gules and Scotopic
Vision", in which he argued that despite the usual rod dominance and
absence of colour vision for moonlight illumination, a percept of
'red' can still be achieved under certain boobie-related conditions.
Well of course she doesn't like it, in the southern hemisphere. Next St. Agnes, if you have any gules left over from Christmas, just remember that they need to be properly chilled. Then toss her a cool Yule gule. She'll be forever grateful.
ReplyDeletea percept of 'red' can still be achieved under certain boobie-related conditions
ReplyDeleteSula sula?
Sounds like the BOC fellas are writin some new lyrics.
ReplyDeleteAlfred Noyes also writes poetry about casements and breasts and moonlight. However, he uses the term claret rather than gule which is why he is not so famous as Keats.
ReplyDeleteAlfred Noyes should make up his mind.
ReplyDeletePoimes about windows need to be framed correctly.
ReplyDeleteWindow poets had best be great
ReplyDeleteLest angry mobs defenestrate
If you can't stand the Noyes stay out of the Keatsian.
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