thus spoke Lord Bacchus
yet by ignis fatuus
came to deceive us
the wine of our luck
with which he was full awestruck
was just Two Buck Chuck
yet by ignis fatuus
came to deceive us
the wine of our luck
with which he was full awestruck
was just Two Buck Chuck
Sometimes poetry is hard! A will-o'-the-wisp idea might take hours, days... months! to realize into a poem that you feel good enough about to express publicly. And the ephemeral nature of ideas, if not acted upon... well, some poems are lost forever before they ever see light.
DEFINITION of this 5-syllable Latin phrase (pronounced ig-niss fatch-you-us):
- something deluding or misleading.
- Also called friar's lantern pr will-o'-the-wisp, a flitting phosphorescent light seen at night, chiefly over marshy ground, and believed to be due to spontaneous combustion of gas from decomposed organic matter.
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