Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Be a poet

Find the perfect lover. Now lose him/her. Get sickly, pale and wan. Go where the weather induces atmospheric mourning. Bitter cold is good. But autumn , when everything is going brown, brittle and dying, is even better. Throw together a few sentences, combining nostalgic reminiscence with adjectives and cultural references for suffering and torture: tangled sheets, fevered brow, trembling brow,heavy heart, churning stomach, waterboarding. Noe hie thyself to a publisher and call thyself Keats.

John Keats ( 31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821) by the way was one of the principal poets of the English Romantic movement. During his short life, his work received constant critical attacks from the periodicals of the day, but his posthumous influence on poets has been immense. Elaborate word choice and sensual imagery characterize Keats's poetry, including a series of odes that were his masterpieces and which remain among the most popular poems in English literature.

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