The Effulgence Within

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Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Chaucer has no peer save Shakespeare

Humor is the stuff and substance of Chaucer’s entire mental constitution. His humor is so subtle, so delicate, so trenchant and penetrating in its spread that it is difficult to locate in isolation at any fixed place when reading the Canterbury Tales. Indeed, the exquisite combination of variety and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 20, 2018

Tyger, Tyger! Burning Bright

William Blake’s The Tyger (published 1794, extra link for details) is a powerful and formidable poem. Judging by its surface meaning, the poem contemplates the fact that besides peacefulness and gentleness, the world includes fierce strength, terrifying in its possibilities of destructiveness. Blake... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, December 17, 2018

My Smoothie Ruthie ...

Engrossed as I was, deep in my flippant cacophony Turning in or turning out images, nary a funny Busy braining my wit stormy, while sculpting elite Thoughts of (untold) sketchy Hellenic delight Descending the flight of stairs was my sweetie, Her name, I must tell you sagacious readers, is Ruthie... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 13, 2018

The Never Ever Repayable Debt

The Poet Laureate from Herefordshire County in western England, John Masefield lost his mother at six years of age who died while giving birth to his sister. This heartrending experience at an impressionable age left an indelible mark of sorrow on his soul which he found almost impossible to... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 7, 2018

Aren't there Ghosts all around us?

“ Ghosts”, meaning “those who come back” refers to people, ideas or beliefs from the past that affects life in the present. The prevalence of such “ghosts” is a major theme in the Norwegian playwright, Henrik Ibsen’s Ghosts, written in 1881, a powerful but a controversial play. Taboo topics, like... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 17, 2018

L I F E

I made a posie, while the day ran by: Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band. But time did becken to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart: I took, without more thinking, in good... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 15, 2018

Delight in Disorder

(Here's another of Robert Herrick's poems I enjoyed interpreting). Robert Herrick’s Delight in Disorder, is one of his most famous poems published in 1648 in a collection of poems, called the Hesperides. The title of the poem is itself an oxymoron, dedicated to the praise of disorderliness. In a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2018

The Night Poece to Julia

A metaphysical poet, Robert Herrick, conjured up incoherent imageries and streamlined these threads into a fine fabric of mannerly poetic diction. Herrick's The Night Piece, to Julia (1648), is a five-line, four-stanza lyric poem where Herrick implores the woman of his desire, Julia, to visit him at... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 9, 2018

Today is Diwali, the Festival of Lights, celebrated across India with great verve and fun and frolic, firecrackers Et al. So I thought of contributing something which, I believe, will bring light to yours... The mind is perfectly capable of repeating the Known: with the Unknown, it is powerless,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 4, 2018

I Claim but only a Memory of the same

Born in 1812 in Camberwell in England, Robert Browning has been regarded as one of the stylist litterateurs of the early Victorian era. He found the true channel of his poetic genius in the dramatic monologue. A dramatic monologue is neither soliloquy nor meditation, but is a series of remarks,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Embarking on a journey in spiritual quest is fraught with the dangers of doubt, tension and anxiety, disbeliefs, misgivings, and a whole lot of uncertainties. Still, it is that one most integral aspect of life that humankind can rarely ignore or do without. Scientific minds are at loggerheads with what constitute religious truths; likewise, there are close-minded believers that give no credence to scientific facts. What I intend and invite you to discuss here is an intelligent amalgamation of the two seemingly diabolically opposite understandings: whether there exists an interrelationship that can help man to evolve and bloom like the perennial lily?

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