Beauty is Difficult

Where are the snows of yesteryear?

The ecstasy of St Teresa, Bernini, 1652.

I was reading Ezra Pound last night, who said “Literature is news that stays news”.

Thanks to my dear friend Mr Kevin Michael Grace, and there is a kenning¹, I also read Francois Villon’s masterpiece about the snows of yesteryear.

So I wrote a canto for you in the shed, and it is difficult². Bear with me because I wil…