Sublime

watch the romances and comedies of his mind projected onto his face,

One of the most famous Romantic poems is I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud by William Wordsworth. I became somewhat numb to the poem as I grew up, often hearing it chanted by speakers without any real emotion. Reading the poem aloud for myself for the first time was a revelation and truly inspirational. I found the joy the poet found in the simple beaut

“Been away quite a time, hasn’t she?” the other asked mildly, leaning forward so that he could see, more clearly, the Consul’s bungalow. “Your brother still here?” “Brother? Oh, you mean Hugh … No, he’s in Mexico City.” “I think you’ll find he’s got back.” The Consul now glanced up at the house himself. “Hicket,” he said briefly, apprehensively. “I

This is the work of poetry – of the Bard. To go beyond. To travel. To bring back.