Francois I Et Le Seizieme Siecle (1837)

This book reflects passing thoughts that were turned into poetry the moment they were conceived, before they were forgotten. No matter what time the thought may have occurred, it was promptly captured and turned into poetry. No rhythm, no rhyme, just thoughts. I have been known to jump out of bed at three or four in the morning to write these thoughts down. My thoughts are where my poetry originates.