AsphodelElysium wrote:*Sigh* I wish I could convey how happy it makes me to find so many kindred spirits!
Here, here! "Kindred spririts"--yes! Cyber or not--who gives a damn? I love being in all of your company!
AsphodelElysium wrote:*Sigh* I wish I could convey how happy it makes me to find so many kindred spirits!
dks wrote:AsphodelElysium wrote:*Sigh* I wish I could convey how happy it makes me to find so many kindred spirits!
Here, here! "Kindred spririts"--yes! Cyber or not--who gives a damn? I love being in all of your company!
I was wondering does reading Keats make you feel happy?
Reading Keats makes me think and feel many things - joy, peace, sorrow, heavy, amazed, stunned, compassionate, vibrant, sad.
Do you have to be passionate to enjoy Keats?"
So I think it helps to have passion (sensitive emotional registers) to understand Keats - at least to understand him existentially. I just wonder why more people don't "get Keats" even after long exposure. So I ask myself often, why does Keats strike me so deeply and not others? It's probably like why certain music strikes some people but not others. Oh well.
I have often thought that poems, the true vatic voice, is never about things. It is more like a door, a gateway, a portal. And perhaps we too need some "negative capability" to permit ourselves entrance, hear the call, and go through. And Keats invites, uniquely for me. It is an extraordinary intimacy, a company of the most genuine human warmth, he shares instantly. He is right there, and how should I not be delighted at the glow which comes with him, like the measure for everything he allowed to stay on a page.
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