Thursday, January 5, 2012

Bright Star-John Keats

This one needs no introduction.  A post from Valentine's Day last year, I posted John Keats' Bright Star, which is one of my favorite poems.


I first came across this poem maybe 18 months ago. It spoke to me then, but I decided to see the film, Bright Star, which just sealed it all together. I am now a HUGE fan of John Keats. In honor of Valentine's Day, here is my favorite Keats poem, Bright Star.
Bright star! would I were steadfast 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 steadfast, 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, 1819

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