It occurs to me that if I were to take myself seriously as a writer, a poet, a purveyor of ideas, a mark of my success would be to present my writing to the world while escaping the indignity of having words like “Well said!” or “Too true!” pasted below it.

I wonder if Keats would have appreciated feedback about La Belle Dame Sans Merci in the form of a hilarious meme about the nature of seduction, love, and death.