Saturday, 17 September 2011

An enthralling poet...


  1. He didn’t give a shit how his poems were slaughtered by critics, who thought that they knew everything about life and literature….
  2. He kept writing, contemplating and made the most of his otherwise short life!
  3. He built real relationships , connections and friendships!
  4. If he wasn’t very appreciative of someone's work, he didn’t subterfuge praise! (p. b Shelly loved his works, but Keats never reciprocated the appreciation, unless he felt it!)
  5.  He wrote because he truly loved gracing paper with his mighty pen! (he died thinking himself a great failure. Even in his waning health he was most productive!)
  6. Some of his quotes...
  7. I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination. 
  8. Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on !
  9. Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know
  10. But I being poor, have only my dreams. I lay them at your feet...Tread softly; for you tread on my dreams.
  11. I have good reason to be content, 
  12. for thank God I can read and 
    perhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.
    I wonder what Keats did that was new? He wrote even when people castigated his work. He made life, love and poetry his religion…in England where you gott to be a noble laureate to be ever considered close to a writer, at that point of time without a proper education he turned into poet…he worshipped nature through his poetry!  

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