Shelley (The Birth of Science Fiction)

Shelley
(The Birth of Science Fiction)

I. 
Young Shelley at Eton imbibed the mystique
Of science romanticized into extremes:
He gave his poor tutor a shock and a shriek—
Electric jolt!—eliciting screams.

II.
Explosives and fire-balloons were his joy,
Chemicals tainting his fingers and arms,
Steam engine blew-up—(another mere toy).
Mad Shelley continually causing alarms

III. 
His tutor named Walker is wholly forgot—
Blueprint for someone whose name we’ve all read—
Frankenstein’s prototype, likely as not,
Mixed up with Shelley in wife Mary’s head.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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July 3, 2009 at 12:58 PM
I LOVE IT! Well thought out, and written. Kudos, my friend, and one for the favorites file!! poet butterfly
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