The below is dedicated to the poet Ernest Christopher Dowson, who sought solace in the arms of the world’s oldest profession, and died young, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ernest_Dowson.
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Can the kiss, paid for
From a whore
Be sweet?
Can the feet
Of a girl
That whirl
In a sad
Mad dance
Of pseudo romance
Forever seeking the main chance,
Bring real joy
To the man who refuses to leave
The boy
Behind?
I grieve
For the man who refuses to leave
The boy behind.
Yet, if he where strong
In his mind
He would abandon the long
Hours
Spent
In gathering flowers
He will never possess,
Repent,
And seek the caress
Of a true lover,
Or the consolation of poetry.
K Morris - Poet 
Gorgeous tribute, Kevin.
Thank you, Gabriela. Dowson is one of my favourite poets. I can quote by heart his “They are not long the weeping and the laughter”, but in penning this particular poem I had Cynara in mind. It is, in my opinion a pity that Dowson’s work is not better known than it is. Best wishes, Kevin
I love Dowson too. Your poem went straight to my heart.
May you have a beautiful rest of the day. Kevin.
Thank you, Gabriela. Its always a pleasure to find a fellow lover of Dowson’s work. I’ve also read some of his stories and plays, but prefer his verse. You too, enjoy the rest of your Friday. Kevin
Thank you, Kevin.
This is a very good poem, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie. Best wishes, Kevin
A very good poem, Kevin – and I’ll be checking out Dowson who I wasn’t aware of until I read you!
Thank you for your very kind words, Eric. I’m delighted you like my poem, and its great to know that you will be checking out Dowson! Best wishes, Kevin
Wow awesome 👍 👍 poem, Kevin. Too good
Thank you, you are very kind. Best wishes, Kevin
Welcome 😊😊 😊 dear Kevin