Robert Burns Letter

I love Scottish poet Robert Burns, and not just because we share a birthday! His poetry is so delicious and raucous and romantic.

And, apparently, he didn’t take criticism well.  Or perhaps he just didn’t take criticism well if he felt it was unfounded.  Here is a wonderful letter he wrote to a critic in 1791.  It was posted yesterday on Letters of Note.

(Image from BBC, which has a lovely Burns page.  I’m so sad that my computer is not “in the area” that is allowed to hear the recitations of his poetry by famous Britains.)

My favorite part of his letter (beyond the simply perfect beginning of “Thou eunuch of language”) was “thou pickle-herring in the puppet-show of nonsense.”

Oh, will I ever write such a musical scree of poetic invective? Maybe if I’m angry enough!