So, I haven’t got around to completing Day 5 with one thing and another, but I can at least share some of my love of poetry.
I usually have my head firmly in an old book, and have so many favourites, but metaphysical poetry has always been top of my list. John Donne can be a bit heavy going, but I have always loved Twicknam Garden and can still recite it despite not having read it for years.
I love the opening lines and how very woeful and dramatic they are in setting the scene for the rest of the poem:
Blasted with sighs, and surrounded with teares…
Whenever I’m feeling melancholy those lines pop into my head.
You’re right … Donne can be daunting, but he’s worth the effort. I’m not a religious person, but his sermons contain some wonderful lines — lines that are beautiful, even without religious connotation.
Hopefully, the melancholy only stopped in for a brief chat …
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