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Mark Olival-Bartley studied applied linguistics at Hawaii Pacific University, attaining B.A. and M.A. degrees in Teaching English as a Second Language, and poetry at the City College of New York. He is now writing a dissertation on the sonnets of E. A. Robinson at LMU, where he tutors composition alongside editing flyers on poetry and style. His poems and translations have appeared in journals on both sides of the Atlantic. He is the resident poet at EcoHealth, where his science-themed verse is regularly featured, and a senior copyeditor at Review of International American Studies. He also teaches at Münchner Volkshochschule and leads the Amerikahaus Literaturkreis.


On His Blindness

by John Milton

When I consider how my light is spent  
  E're half my days, in this dark world and wide,  
  And that one Talent which is death to hide,  
  Lodg'd with me useless, though my Soul more bent  
To serve therewith my Maker, and present        
  My true account, least he returning chide,  
  Doth God exact day-labour, light deny'd,  
  I fondly ask; But patience to prevent  
That murmur, soon replies, God doth not need  
  Either man's work or his own gifts, who best  
  Bear his milde yoak, they serve him best, his State  
Is Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed  
  And post o're Land and Ocean without rest:  
  They also serve who only stand and waite.

Note:  A recitation can be heard here.

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