Studies in Aluminum II

This is the second poem in a series I’m working on. You can read the first one here. This one is about the relationship of Humphry Davy and Samuel Taylor Coleridge. The title is taken from one of Davy’s Bakerian Lectures. Thanks for reading, and feel free to comment.


On Some Chemical Agencies of Electricity


The poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge is come to London

to give some lectures on Shakespeare, of which one

concerning Hamlet, in two years’ time, will save the play

from the likes of Dr. Johnson and August Schlegel.


Tonight he calls upon an old friend from Bristol,

Humphry Davy, now a Fellow of the Royal Society

and regular celebrity of Albemarle Street,

yet he still resembles that rose-cheeked, dark-eyed youth


who used to pass the green bag of nitrous oxide

to Coleridge, pinching the mouth of the bag

between his fingers and trying not to laugh

at something that was funny only to himself.

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Malode to a Premature Swansong


Did Spring relent her blossoming sending

hoarfrost late on unripened cherries?

Did she fertilize her stillborn bushels,

caramelize her green bulbs like lollipops

so bloom and harvest could become one garden

of unpicked crops and unrung peal of bells?

She did not lament with rainshower that month

the loss of a single orchard of my cherries,

only she must carry on her season

in abundance, with nothing left undone.

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