Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Speaking of Muses...

So, a friend of mine recently started reading Wordsworthian poetry. I am quite a fan of Wordsworth. We got into a discussion about the political orientation of poets and he asked me why there were no famous libertarian poets. Are there any? I certainly don't know of them. They all seem to be socialists or unrelated to politics - at least all of the famous ones. Why wasn't there a seriously liberal thinking poet in the eighteenth or nineteenth century that made it big when all of the new liberal ideas were still new? Why hasn't there been one since? Why has their not been a highly skilled or at least recognized poet, with the explosion and resurrection of nineteenth century liberalism centered around Rothbard and Rand?

I'm curious to find the answer to this question. A few of my friends and I came up with a few theories... Maybe it is that freedom-oriented people use reason before emotion to solve problems or to think about certain situations. Certainly, poetry is inspired by emotion... Could this be the cause of the non-existence of this poet or group of poets? Another answer might be that there was a great poet, but none of us know about him because he had no readership because of the limited size of the movement in existence at the time when he was writing.

I certainly don't think the problem is lack of inspiration and I'm not convinced that the problem is that we use reason before emotion. I could see Rothbard being angry enough to defeat his enemies in verse. It might add something to winning an argument. Not only is the opponent defeated by reason, but I rhymed while doing it.

Anyway, if you have any ideas on why there is no great libertarian poet, by all means, post it. If you know of one that I may have overlooked, post that too. If you have any libertarian poetry - post it!

1 Comments:

At 4:33 PM, Blogger Tom Duncan said...

9/23/06

It is the nature of Man
To suffer and then to die
And when it's his soul at stake
Remember he is broken
Ah what fallacies we have
This thought that pain is living
Should we not still seek greatness
Or is virtue now unearned?
It's a reckless mind that seeks
All its comforts from the kill
Must we take what is not ours
To give life to our own end
Or shall we take the high road
Striving harder for each step?
I choose to make my own way
As I seek what is unlearned.




9/21/06

As the mass descends
Seeking the remains
The long dead corpse stirrs
The victim cries out
A call never heard
Over the feeding
As fangs pierce the flesh
And the feast begins
The whispers come forth
Voices from the mass
"We need... We need
Give yourself to us."

 

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