Greg Olear wrote an analysis of Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s “Kubla Khan,” which is hilarious and insightful. I read it in high school or college but never saw it as he sees it now: the product of an opium-addled brain. He compares parts of it to rock music and shows something my teachers never mentioned: that behind his feverish dream is an erotic imagination.

Then he connects the theme of the ecstatic poem to one Donald J. Trump and the joyless Putin.

His essay on this mysterious poem made me laugh out loud.

Enjoy!