While Keat's romantic sonnet to a departed loved one revels in divine fantasy and imagined immortality, your dark and haunting imagery -- a bridge engulfed in fog, pools of shadow on the road ahead, a blurry night train, a foggy river -- reflect existential reality; the ignorance and fear of the next world and the chilling prospect of nothing on the other side. I do see something more hopeful and transcendent in Tranquility and Infinity.
Your self-portrait is by far the most compelling image -- the water chemise, the ethereal glow like moonlight on your beautiful face, the divergent eyebrows, one the wing of a dove, the other an ominous thundercloud. There is the suggestion of entrapment in the enveloping darkness, but also hope as if a seed is alive and ready to rise miraculously from rich, dark soil.
While Keat's romantic sonnet to a departed loved one revels in divine fantasy and imagined immortality, your dark and haunting imagery -- a bridge engulfed in fog, pools of shadow on the road ahead, a blurry night train, a foggy river -- reflect existential reality; the ignorance and fear of the next world and the chilling prospect of nothing on the other side.
ReplyDeleteI do see something more hopeful and transcendent in Tranquility and Infinity.
Your self-portrait is by far the most compelling image -- the water chemise, the ethereal glow like moonlight on your beautiful face, the divergent eyebrows, one the wing of a dove, the other an ominous thundercloud. There is the suggestion of entrapment in the enveloping darkness, but also hope as if a seed is alive and ready to rise miraculously from rich, dark soil.
Your words enfold me...Thank you!
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