Each day this week I am publishing a short 4-line verse, each one commencing with a well-known line, sometimes adapted to suit the context, from a renowned published poem. The general theme is that of Isolation.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Pastiche #3
( ‘The Ancient Mariner’ by Samuel Taylor Coleridge )
Alone, alone, all all alone
Alone in my tiny room
When, oh when, I ask myself
Will normal life resume?