"Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands
Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands.
Love took up the harp of Life, and smote its chords with all his might
Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight."
Isn't that absolutely glorious?? For a moment, it lifts me above everything, I forget that I'm human... I forget that I am... and I close my eyes and repeat those lines to myself, and I feel like I exist in a sphere of perfect sublimity... Well, okay that's going too far. But it surges my inspiration and makes me wild with delight when I read it. And then I come back to reality.... because I see a few verses later...
"O my cousin, shallow-hearted! O my Amy, mine no more!
O the dreary, dreary moorland! O the barren, barren shore!"
And my soul cries out for the exclaimer of this verse...
And then I think....
"Well, thank goodness it's not for real."
Because otherwise I would be in agonies. That's just me, though.
5 comments:
I wish I liked poetry.
Well, you don't have to necessarily like it... but you can appreciate it. :D I used to hate it... but I think it's more learning to analyze and sympathize with the feelings and emotions portrayed in a poem... especially a well written one... :D
Hmm, I wish you liked it too Rach. While some forms of poetry are disgusting (like free verse,) there exists much lovely poetry that captures something mot juste . Maybe you will grow to enjoy it more in the future. :-)
Love these pictures you grace us with Ruby.
Actually, Ryan, I really like some forms of free verse.... They are really very beautiful. :)
Oh yes, yes; I can certainly believe it. :-) Obviously, the minds which conceive free verse maintain a higher literary acumen than I do since they delicately form such euphonious lines and I can not. However, that paucity on my part and additional faculty on theirs also dictates the level of insight one can derive from the lines - to what strata of aesthetic recognition one can find in it. Since free verse tends to be without any rhyme scheme, I don't seem to enjoy it as much as other poetry since I lack the innate level of sensitivity which allows the words to strike me with wonderous stupefaction.
So, I do not condemn it, and I know that you are terrific with poetic appreciation. That's great. Just for me, I don't care for free verse when I can go read Evangeline or "Snow-Bound" instead! -)
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