Quotes from R.S. Gwynn

Slightly surreal, so private, so obscure That critics classify his work as 'pure' Because, in digging through the endless chatter They can't discern what is the subject matter...

With him died a story That will not be retold: How, forsaking glory, Achilles grows old While Hector dusts his trophies Behind high walls- For in his unsung strophes Troy never falls