The Light of Inspiration Flickers in the dark: A candle burning slowly; Its flame, in contrast stark Darts, or dances wildly, As tongues or veins of thought Extend ad infinitum. Our genius is oft' frought With "writer's block", and other Syndromes that we blame For halting our creations, And bringing us to shame. Our inspiration dwindles, Which once was burning bright. So rage, as Thomas put it, Against the dying of the light.