| Mr. Donne, a metaphysical poet, writing both religious and secularly sensual poetry. He is the thinking woman's poet, seducing both the heart and mind--using the sciences of the day to express love. Not only this, his religious poetry wasn't simply mindless god-drooling doggerel--he questioned, probed, doubted. He language is beautiful and startling, going beyond the Petrarchan clich� of red and white beauty, milk and roses. What I love most is he melting of the secular world with the religious world, or the sensual with the religious. Eyeballs on a string? Jesus as a pimp whoring out his wife the church? Awesome, Mr. Donne. |
