A poem that I read today by Mac
For what it's worth, I just reread this poem, which brings succinctness to something of a zenith. I've been writing a lot of tet qautrains lately, which is fun. But this is tighter.
The Sick Rose
BY WILLIAM BLAKE
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
Cheers,
John
The Sick Rose
BY WILLIAM BLAKE
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
Cheers,
John
I find I read those more often than The Waste Land. They feel fresher to me now, which is likely a function of the number of times I read The Waste Land back in the day.
I know a bloke who lives in East Coker. The church where Eliot is buried was open when we dropped by.
Cheers,
John
I know a bloke who lives in East Coker. The church where Eliot is buried was open when we dropped by.
Cheers,
John
Yes, I enjoyed the film. Quality director and Coleman was excellent, though not convinced by the 'love' relationship. Toby Jones was a convincing projectionist.
A poem I just read
https://inksweatandtears.co.uk/doryn-herbst/
ouch!
A poem I just read
https://inksweatandtears.co.uk/doryn-herbst/
ouch!
Ouch indeed! I agree, the projectionist was great. Olivia falling for the young man I thought very believable, and as to him falling for her, I think he had a bit of a mother fixation, he talked about it at one point. I do think people fall into relationships when young that they don't particularly expect to be long-term, and that seemed to be his case.
Cheers,
John
Cheers,
John
That was a good scene. I suspected she was a trauma victim, perhaps childhood trauma, as well as suffering from her illness. All in all, quite a moving film. And I like the title! And the scene where Norm explains moving pictures to Steven.
Cheers,
John
Cheers,
John
There's a man unafraid of repetition!
What a fine poem. I go back to him far more than to Eliot, and when I do go back to Eliot, I am mildly disappointed in comparison. I don't think he had the same ear. Here is Burnt Norton, for instance: http://www.davidgorman.com/4quartets/1-norton.htm
Cheers,
John
What a fine poem. I go back to him far more than to Eliot, and when I do go back to Eliot, I am mildly disappointed in comparison. I don't think he had the same ear. Here is Burnt Norton, for instance: http://www.davidgorman.com/4quartets/1-norton.htm
Cheers,
John
I watched about half with a good deal of pleasure. He's a good lecturer. And I enjoyed his reading of this early poem: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/ ... ing-aengus
Cheers,
John
Cheers,
John