Morgan BellLess gross than bodily . . .
November 26th 2008 15:40
its a new botanical challenge for Cheryl!
(ok well one of them is clearly a rusty piece of barbed wire, but i just felt like including it)
from This Lime Tree Bower My Prison
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
nobody describes the divinity of nature quite like Coleridge!
i always think of this poem when there is a sunny day, its like all the pieces of the world slot together in harmony for a brief moment and you feel in tune with your environment
click, and the tides turn, the current is suspended, and you can embrace that which you usually struggle against . . .
(or does that only happen with a healthy dose of Opium?)
these moments are rare and fleeting . . .
i can appreciate pantheism - it is just so . . . umm . . . well, romantic!
(ok well one of them is clearly a rusty piece of barbed wire, but i just felt like including it)
My gentle-hearted Charles ! for thou hast pined
And hunger'd after Nature, many a year,
In the great City pent, winning thy way
With sad yet patient soul, through evil and pain
And strange calamity ! Ah ! slowly sink
Behind the western ridge, thou glorious Sun !
Shine in the slant beams of the sinking orb,
Ye purple heath-flowers ! richlier burn, ye clouds !
Live in the yellow light, ye distant groves !
And kindle, thou blue Ocean ! So my friend
Struck with deep joy may stand, as I have stood,
Silent with swimming sense ; yea, gazing round
On the wide landscape, gaze till all doth seem
Less gross than bodily ;
And hunger'd after Nature, many a year,
In the great City pent, winning thy way
With sad yet patient soul, through evil and pain
And strange calamity ! Ah ! slowly sink
Behind the western ridge, thou glorious Sun !
Shine in the slant beams of the sinking orb,
Ye purple heath-flowers ! richlier burn, ye clouds !
Live in the yellow light, ye distant groves !
And kindle, thou blue Ocean ! So my friend
Struck with deep joy may stand, as I have stood,
Silent with swimming sense ; yea, gazing round
On the wide landscape, gaze till all doth seem
Less gross than bodily ;
from This Lime Tree Bower My Prison
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
nobody describes the divinity of nature quite like Coleridge!
i always think of this poem when there is a sunny day, its like all the pieces of the world slot together in harmony for a brief moment and you feel in tune with your environment
click, and the tides turn, the current is suspended, and you can embrace that which you usually struggle against . . .
(or does that only happen with a healthy dose of Opium?)
these moments are rare and fleeting . . .
i can appreciate pantheism - it is just so . . . umm . . . well, romantic!
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By the way, would you mind to tell the name for the second pic that have the big red leaves?
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i was hoping Cheryl would stop by and enlighten me (im a bit hopeless when it comes to plant identification)
but if she doesnt i will certainly find out for you!
hi Jason,
thanks!
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Will check properley when I get home.
Byeee........
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And thus ends my botanical quest. If anyone knows what the top plant is I'd love to know, I likey!
Luverley poem too.
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you never fail to impress!
Barbicus Rustifencius haha
i will have to investigate the first one, its like a proper tree with a trunk and everything . . . yeah that was helpful wasnt it!
very VERY well done with your plant identification skills!
thanks so much!