The Monday Poem: Arcadia Posted byoddspecs19 Mar 201818 Jan 2018Posted inLiteraryTags:arcadia, balledup, grovecourt, hplovecraft, muse, patchinplace, raphaels Arcadia By H. P. Lovecraft By Head Balledup O give me the life of the village, Uninhibited, free, and sweet; The place where the arts all flourish, Grove Court and Christopher Street. I am sick of the old conventions, And critics who will not praise, So sing ho for the open spaces, And aesthetes with kindly ways. Here every bard is a genius, And artists are Raphaels, And above the roofs of Patchin Place The Muse of Talent dwells. Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by oddspecs I'm interested in all things odd, strange and unusual. I also work over at strangebooks.com and I'm an artist and teacher. View more posts