Wednesday, October 6, 2021

Ozymandias

So tonight, after a Law and Order re-run, hubs and I go off on a tangent of fallen kings.  Specifically, we start quoting Shelley at one another.  

"I met a traveller from and antique land

Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert... Near them, on the sand

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, 

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:

And on the pedestal these words appear:

'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away."

I am not generally into poetry, however, this piece is my number one favorite piece of poetry ever.  I don't really know why--in fact, I thought it was Blake.  But regardless, it speaks to me, and hubs knows it.  So we had a lovely chat on the poem, and all our various interpretations.  Can I just say, I love being married to this man and it was a good night.

What sort of poetry moves you?  I don't know much about it, but Blake and Shelley definitely get a thumbs up.

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