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The Truth of Imagination

Welcome to a page dedicated to poetry from the past 200 years and to poet John Keats. Snippets of information on poetic lives, quotes and art to reflect the role of verse in our fast paced 21st century world. Suzie Grogan is a freelance writer and researcher who writes on literature, social history and health issues. Contact Suzie @keatsbabe on Twitter and visit her at www.nowrigglingoutofwriting.wordpress.com
Aug 9 '12
Books don’t offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.
— David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas (via pavorst)

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Aug 9 '12
It is necessary to fall in love, if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway
— Albert Camus (via loqui)

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Aug 9 '12
Already with thee! tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Cluster’d around by all her starry Fays
But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
— John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale (via grecianurn)

(Source: mllecoloratura)

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Aug 7 '12
vintageanchor:

“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”― Henry James

vintageanchor:

“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
― Henry James

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Aug 7 '12
She blushed and so did he. She greeted him in a faltering voice, and he spoke to her without knowing what he was saying.
— Voltaire, Candide (via pavorst)

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Jul 26 '12
amanda-awhite:

Full Moon Over Allan Bank, Grasmere
(home of William Wordsworth)
(cut paper collage)
Amanda White

amanda-awhite:

Full Moon Over Allan Bank, Grasmere

(home of William Wordsworth)

(cut paper collage)

Amanda White

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Jul 26 '12

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Jul 26 '12
Dickens and Shakespeare were so prolific only because their inkwells weren’t full of friends and followers jostling for their attention.

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Jul 26 '12
So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. It also won’t do in your essays.

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Jul 7 '12
23silence:

Arthur Hacker (1858-1919) - Reverie

23silence:

Arthur Hacker (1858-1919) - Reverie

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Jul 7 '12

Jul 7 '12

Jul 6 '12
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.
— Henry David Thoreau, Walden (via lydianea)

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Jul 6 '12
Touch has a memory.
— John Keats (via bavarde)

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Jun 23 '12
But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.
— Aldous Huxley, Brave New World (via nirvikalpa)

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