The James Logan Courier

By Jonathan V. Last
The Philadelphia Inquirer (MCT)

Dear Diary:
I'm worried about Brit-Brit. I know I shouldn't care — splitting with her was totally the right thing to do. I did not want Nick Lachey's la-lame la-life. Getting sympathy dates and deodorant commercials. No thanks. I've got my art. I've got the sexy back. And I don't care what everyone says about Cameron — in the right light she's totally cute. At least she keeps her pants on in public.

But Brit-Brit is out of control. And I'm worried it's my fault.

First off, I never dreamed she'd rebound with Vanilla Ice. Or that she'd pop out a couple of kids. And start wearing mom jeans. It was all so sad. And then, on top of everything, to have Xtina going around telling reporters, "It's a shame Britney doesn't go to any shows or awards anymore, because they are so much fun, even if you're not nominated for things." Whatever. It's called magniloquence, blondie. Give it a try.

Idris Davies (Born in Rhymney (then Monmouthshire) on January 6, 1905 - Died, Rhymney, April 6, 1953) was a Welsh poet, originally writing in Cymraeg, but later writing exclusively in English. He is now known mostly for The Bells of Rhymney, a ballad on a mining accident on the pattern of the nursery rhyme Oranges and Lemons that was set to music by Pete Seeger, and became a folk rock standard.

He was born and brought up in Rhymney, Caerphilly, Wales, and began work as a coal miner on leaving school at 14.

Read Idris Davies' poem, "High Summer on the Mountains," free from PoemHunter.com.