But true, wilt thou persist or see the way
Thou dost simplistic observations keep?
Or know, such faults as these, will oft portray
Intractable assaults when bound with sleep?
And once, when thou thy fortunes gather new
Canst thou imagine now this shining day?
Such limits spilt and providence withdrew;
Wilt thou thine old devotion disobey?
But seest thou such transcendent ways; as one
With tears of joy doth much that day push through
To innocence far greater, when begun
Thy long observed creation to undo?
Yet weep thou, and thy soul is Earthly spun
Into the deep, and ne’er to be undone.
This sonnet is part of a short sequence: click here to read it all:
I like how you built it up until the very end, then finished it with…
“Yet when thou weep, thy soul is Earthly spun
Into the deep, and ne’er to be undone.”
And bravo to you for seeing that! (or bravo to me for making it able to be seen? Oh well… bravo to both of us!)
And thank you for the compliment, but no work of art is perfect, just ask Lucas–or Jar Jar. And no creative act can be understood completely–at least not without some work; just ask Browning… or God.
I humbly disagree about Jar Jar though…. he was brilliant! “Mesa called Jar-Jar Binks. Mesa your humble servant.” LOL — yeah, I’m a Star Wars junkie (grin)
Bravo to both of us works for me :-) Nice Sonnet!
In the city that Mrs. Emeron and I lived, Star Wars (the real one) played in the same theatre for more than a year, (until having been replaced by something called “Pennies from Heaven”–a sad day for all of us, and which I recall was an utter flop and gone in but a few days). During that year, we saw that film something like 50 times–perhaps more. I had been keeping count at one point, but lost my count at 24, but saw it many many more times after that.
I prided myself on having memorised the entire dialogue, and used to perform my favourite scenes at parties, among others as the challenges would ensue.
Once, I even recited the entire dialogue from start to finish although by the time I did finish everyone had fallen asleep, save dear Mrs. Emeron and “Desert Yote” whose blog I recently designed and–after all my hard work–in which he hardly ever posts.
I usually refer to lucas and Jar Jar to highlight my tendency to revisit and perhaps over edit my work. In fact the verb: “to lucas” means the act of doing so. I only invoke Jar Jar when I threaten prequels!
And oddly…. lucas was just here. And he slightly modified your favourite lines. I hope you will forgive him, Roxi.
Lovely…. I must say, I do agree that people often mistake interpretation for reality. :D
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Yes, this calls a bit foul on the phrase “perception is reality.” For what the phrase actually means is that ones perception is perceived as reality. However, not so unpopular either these days is the notion, also quite true, that “perception is perception;” and the much more unpopular notion that “reality is reality”–that things are what they are and that their nature is able to be discovered with some effort.
I am pleased, I must say, that I have made myself clear enough in this offering. (tomorrow’s will be something of a puzzle for which its introduction will be a clue) Not only do “people.” often make this mistake, but also I, and you, make this mistake fairly regularly.
Something to think about–something to guard against. the whole sequence of (so far) three sonnets deals in one way or another with this subject.
Very nicely done, my dear. This is shaping up to be a most singular series. I find it gratifying to see this subject ~ which you have held forth upon for so many years ~ put into such poignant verse. Bravo!
You are beginning to ‘sound’ a bit like me when you write such comments. Very much like when you ‘channel’ your brothers or friends from childhood. It is quite an adorable trait. Delightful, I think.
I would have to say that you actually “sound” like me, my dear.
I’m glad it’s adorable but I think if you stop to consider you will see that it is simply what I sound like when I’m not watering down my natural…er…,stuffiness. You will remember my struggle to lighten my written style in 2002 or 2003; to make it less ponderous and formal? It was quite a project.
I do remember. Over the decades, I have indeed become more like you in many ways. I hope it does not worry you too much : )
Indeed, my dear, I find it adorable when you channel me!
Ah, yes, more fun with internal rhymes and masked meanings!