To Mr. John Keats of Teignmouth

A personal insight into the life of John Keats, his thoughts, his friends—where was his life going? His poetry said it all. He was a hothead, short to temper, but so completely focused on becoming a poet. He had a vision, an image of himself. Fashion mattered, frilly cuffs mattered and he was prepared for fisticuffs on the streets or a brawl at the local theatre.

His time in Devon was the summer in his life for the most part—though it rained most of the time. His brother and the girls from the shop across the way were young, free, and so enjoying their precious time together. Part of him always looked back to those days for the rest of his short life.