While I adore Keat's poetry, I have a few bones to pick with the man. First off, not everything perfect can linger and be as stedfast as the stars. The idea is nice in an idealistic, wow-that'd-be-boring-in-reality sort of way. It's like how the gnomes at your aunt's house never move and seem to repel even the dust that would make some area of their exterior alter. Come on! Reorganize! I'm sure Fatty gets sick of sitting next to old Snotty Nosed Youngster. And also, get this Keats- according to Wikipedia, stars are not unchangeable. Which I like. Stagnant, unchanging existence holds no appeal for me.
Bring on the change. I will embrace it with open arms.
Charles Darwin:
ReplyDelete"It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change."
So my friend, I commend you and I embrace it with you.
i'll be the letdown.
ReplyDeletesacrifice so you two can survive.