"I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free."
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Sunday, 5 August 2012


My drawing of nest (picture with mobile)

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more."

-   Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, 1818

Poetry is an artful form of expressing one's feelings be it love, anger, philosophy, nature etc. Poets have the power to bring about cultural change, to overthrow a government and to bring joy and hope to blighted lives.

The poet might express his content and happiness with life just after a pleasant walk or an ode to a cherished friend who has just passed away.  It could also have been written from the imagination purely for the sake of money to meet a deadline under the enormous pressure of having to earn his next meal.

Sometimes a verse can mean several things and not all poems are straight forward. What do you think?

Do you think trying to analyse and dissect the poem line by line to discern its meaning takes away the beauty you feel when you read it purely for the sake of enjoyment?