Wednesday Kipple.

If the Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of any age, then those of the ages before and to come are ignored. To our peril.

Prophets at Home
“Hal O’ the Draft”–Puck of Pook’s Hill

Prophets have honour all over the Earth,
Except in the village where they were born,
Where such as knew them boys from birth
Nature-ally hold ’em in scorn.
When Prophets are naughty and young and vain,
They make a won’erful grievance of it;
(You can see by their writings how they complain),
But 0, ’tis won’erful good for the Prophet!

There’s nothing Nineveh Town can give
(Nor being swallowed by whales between),
Makes up for the place where a man’s folk live,
Which don’t care nothing what he has been.
He might ha’ been that, or he might ha’ been this,
But they love and they hate him for what he is.

Rudyard Kipling

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2 years ago

I’m a little behind trying to keep up with the posts here, but have you posted Kipling’s poem “If” yet? My kids are having to learn it in school, and it’s quite excellent.

No. Not yet. I’m also waiting on the right time for the Gods of Copyright Headings.