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.
Nice! That's much better than being the shark. Haha!
that is lovely.
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."
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 :)
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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