Friday, 7 October 2016

On the Sea

So, yesterday was National Poetry Day and I thought I'd share my favourite poem with you.

On the Sea

It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its might swell
Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
Often 'tis in such gentle temper found,
That scarcely will the very smallest shell
Be moved for days from where it sometime fell,
When last the winds of Heaven were unbound.
Oh ye! who have your eye-balls vexed and tired,
Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea -
Oh ye! whose ears are dinned with uproar rude,
Or fed too much with cloying melody-
Sit ye near some old cavern's mouth and brood,
Until ye start, as if the sea-nymphs quired!

John Keats

There are lots of things I love about this poem - as someone who adores the ocean and the coast, I love that it captures perfectly the different moods of the sea, from its calmest days to its most blustery and stormy.

As someone who enjoys language and playing with words, I really appreciate how Keats uses such vibrant descriptive phrases. One of the wonderful things about poetry is that it can capture feelings and paint pictures succinctly yet beautifully. This is a little over 100 words long and it fits so much in. It's eloquent, beautiful and just a wonderful use of language.

One of my favourite spots to watch the sea


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