title: Eating the Honey of Words: New and Selected Poems
author:  Robert Bly 
description: "Robert Bly's Eating the Honey of Words has a hearty, booming funk."-- "Wall Street Journal"[A] delightfully diverse collection."-- "New Age "Bly, like other giants of poetic activism . . . has not been content to merely live his times. He has actively challenged them, and his muse, far from abandoning him, has stood steadfastly . . . at his side."-- "Minneapolis Star Tribune"This volume is an appealing poetic sampler. . . The poems celebrating discoveries Bly makes when alone and silent are always striking, and his imaginative prose poems radiate witty delight."-- "Library Journal"It's impossible to move through this rich and varied collection without continual amazement at the many ways Bly has fulfilled his promise of faithfulness to spiritual and psychological depth in his poetry. In his half-century of abundance, Bly has proven one of our hardest-working poets, and the bundle of poems brilliantly assembled here constitute the vital core of his work."-- "Dragonsmoke
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  **Desperate Duchesses 01:**  
   **Desperate Duchesses**
  
   **Eloisa James**
  
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  **ELOISA JAMES**
  
   **Desperate Duchess**
  
  This book is dedicated to my father, Robert Bly, winner of the American Book
  Award for Poetry. There were times in my adolescence when he embarrassed me by
  the fierceness of his love and the sheer exuberance of his joy for life. That
  is the extent of any resemblance between the poetic marquess of this book and
  my father, whose poetry—and brains—far exceeds that of the writer I depict
  here.  
  
  So my second dedication is to the poet Christopher Smart (1722–1771), who
  unknowingly offered up his poetry to be sacrificed in the name of fiction. As
  with any quotation pulled from its context, Mr. Smart’s poetry appears here to
  be far more unintelligible than it truly is. In particular, “For My Cat
  Jeoffrey” is a cheerfully exuberant love poem to a cat; in Mr. Smart’s honor I
  am putting the entire poe