Friday, January 16, 2004

:::..."and still to be enjoyed"...:::
because its j-term, im mostly alone, but [surprisingly, and thankfully] not exactly lonely. i wouldnt oppose company, mind you, if good company happened to come along; and i will get tired of solitude soon, i think. but today, still, the freedom being alone offers is delightful .

:::"Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought":::
however, with being alone and not having excessive amounts of things to do, comes the time and even the needed energy to daydream, to self-reflect, to remember what was, to envision what may come. this has both its attractive and undesirable effects.

:::"that is all ye know on earth...":::
keats talks about negative capability. this is something resembling having a great paradox where both things are true, but one truth isnt prefered over the other.

:::"bright star, would i were steadfast as thou art--":::
i dont seem to be very good at negative capablity, though. my thoughts persist in being unsolidified. i forget to be balanced, usually instead acknowledging only one truth or the other; i forget that one truth is not more true than another. i forget that there is no way that i can know everything and at the same time i forget to be content in my finiteness. i forget both the beauty of dreams in dream form and the scrumptiousness of a dream come true. i forget that i am a great sinner but matchless grace is offered. i forget that there is a place for both iambic pentameter and free verse, a place for dedicated work and "ah ha!" moments.

:::"and so live"...:::
[where would i be without world lit and "Ode on a Grecian Urn"?!] so heres my summing-up-ah ha-moment: i need to be reminded. stop forgetting. be negatively capable.

:::"therefore, ye soft pipes, play on":::

Currently ReadingThe Odes of John Keats

(1/16/2004 11:28 PM)