more determined than ever to use his solitude for creative sustenance Keats
in so short a life just two decades and a breath
he left behind nourishment for generations
were we all as determined for
determined he most definitely was
despite illness, grave loss, and personal desperation to
rise above it and get out of himself what was put in
with a knowingness despite the emotions bedeviling him that it was meant to
he was meant to
leave it all behind
and get out of his own way.