Sunday, May 16, 2010

on the road to recovery


Bright Star

 
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--
No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever--or else swoon to death.

John Keats 

1 Comment:

The Body Electric said...

Sigh, gets me every time!

You might enjoy this!

http://annekata.blogspot.com/2010/05/bright-star-and-victorian-puzzle-purse.html?showComment=1274294624013_AIe9_BHzeurYNvusGO3tBjJya6RO_ZTTuJrw3AoO0wTg3f8tQAQnC4SUQ52GhracSxLcLryCrBUWmEl6Phvj9aMvBjyTC3Rz9iMTfKUnzCf_J-u3ESmuJNpxxXi7zZJrkRxofE1fnrcZmUw1TIE1sjMd0BnIFNgmCT47BCX6Ih5pTqYV7Z6qqtgoI4ND2X-rnsjT42oapiIWpyOyWQpckYKrNl1s2Mzlbji07dXUa_QJhN9T-RdELbbb46zaV7Zg83iCGdXuyozR#c3715951481529452529

I just came across it today and plan on relearning (I knew how to do it in high school) how to fold letters like that!!!

:-)

I never question what to do, it tells me what to do. The photographs make themselves with my help. ~Ruth Bernhard
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