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To a Beauty

 

To a Beauty

 

According to Baudelaire, the only rightful person to accommodate a beautiful woman is a poet, who will compose countless paeans to her & become her slave. She will torment him like the fallen angel that he is as he seeks to redeem man through Eros & there will be several poets amongst the sideshow of veneration & her contempt for them. The tragedy of the beautiful woman more so than any other kind of genius is the degree of unnaturalness about it. That merely by her appearance & bearing the apple cart is upset. The Heavens must intervene as they did when they composed her. People will become menaced & on edge. Men captivated -- both overwhelmed by desire & intimidated into quivering messes. The only men who stand a chance are the psychopaths who plot to destroy her spirit by negating her, mocking her & setting about trying to make her ugly. She will not be able to resist, desiring to feel less foreign to her humanity. The poet is the only one to provide justice & place her in her rightful seat amongst the gods at Mt Olympus, to make her eternal -- a demigod, as rightly she is. She walks in beauty, a miracle of womankind. & we know how hard it is to reconcile a miracle with the agonies of existence.

 

 

Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.

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