'The Mansuetude of Life' by David Hart

Life's mansuetude greets
Its caitiff guests.

The Clamor, then the Silence.

An Antaen prediliction
To contemn prospicience just
Is, alas.

The Serenity of Silence,
Then the Stentorian Ado.

The Sybyl's palaver, her
Paraclete's schwarmerei-
Such tsuris.

Is, Life just is.

Let's venerate analeptic
Serendipity.

The Still, then the Fracas.

Fractious giaours executing
A galvanic gavotte
In a paroxysm
Of tergiversation

The quell of silence before
The rumble.

Arete. Let us all dazzle with
Noble arete.

Hart2008USA


VOCABULARY
paroxysm-
a sudden sharp attack (of pain, rage, laughter etc):
ter·gi·ver·sate [tur-ji-ver-seyt]
–verb (used without object) , -sat·ed, -sat·ing.
1. to change repeatedly one's attitude or opinions
with respect to a cause, subject, etc. equivocate.
2.to turn renegade;
arete-the aggregate of qualities, as valor and virtue,
making up good character Antaen-Gr Myth-Large/gigantic;
giaour-Mohammad's infidels; prospicience-n. forsight;
schwarmerei-n. excessive, unbridled enthusiam;
tsuris-Yiddish-trouble, aggro, woe; analeptic- invigorating;
fractious-adj. cross, ugly, unruly; palaver-n. talk intended
to beguile; mansuetude-mildness; gentleness:
the mansuetude of Christian love; caitiff- 1.a base, despicable person.
–adjective
2.base; despicable.

David Hart

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