My ear is open like a greedy shark,
To catch the tunings of a voice divine.
This is from one of Keats early poems. If he can go from greedy sharks and semi-scary mixed metaphors to such awesomeness as To Autumn, we certainly can manage to edit our ways to books that don't suck.
Be Keats, people. Be. Keats.
15 comments:
Nice! That's much better than being the shark. Haha!
that is lovely.
Shelley
I'm trying - thanks for the pep talk. I love short and sweet!
That's an alarming but memorable mental image.
You say "Be Keats." I say "Be Carrie."
Potato PoTAHto.
Have I told you lately that I LOVE YOU!! :-)
I'm keeping that in my "You can do it!" files. =)
That's awesome. We need to remember this, I think.
eh. nice quote and all, very vivid. I always thought Keats was a mellifluous little weenie. If I can be allowed to use "weenie" in the same sentence with an uppity adjective like "mellifluous".
plus, i could never be keats. i wouldn't mind a crack at being ann patchett though--although I would totally waste all her brilliance by standing in front of the mirror all day going, "I am SO FREAKING TALENTED!" ;)
Better than jumping the shark :)
If only!
Wait, i've been saying "Be Carrie."
Now I need to be Keats?
I read that post as Bruce Lee. Be water my friend. I don't know why, it just happened.
Ahhh, poetry to my ears.
It's nice to know that even the brilliant writers got it wrong occasionally.
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