Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Keats Comments

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When Keats, at last beyond the curtain
of love's distraction, lay dying in his room
on the Piazza di Spagna, the melody of the Bernini
Fountain "filling him like flowers,"
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Christopher Howell
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Kevin Hulme 30 June 2023

Wonderful poem Christopher.

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Daniel Brick 19 December 2016

HE IS A PART OF THAT LOVELINESS HE ONCE MADE MORE LOVELY; That how Shelley described the posthumous existence of Keats in ADONAIS. It a sort of Platonic view of the poet'S COMMITMENT TO BEAUTY which Shelley certainly shared. But just now you evoked for me a still desperately alive Keats and gave me a wonderful anecdote by which I can seek him (or his ghost) if I ever get to Italy, or maybe your sonnet brought him him back to England! It has that Keatsian magic of traveling ON THE VIEWLESS WINGS OF POESY into the presence of those who love him: Fanny, Monneta, the Moon Goddess, Psyche, and all his readers who keep him alive in our collective imagination.

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Glen Kappy 12 October 2016

cool poem about one of the most lyrical of english poets. shakespeare, i think, is the still the champ of english sonnets, but keats comes close with some of his. -glen kappy

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Susan Williams 12 October 2016

An incredibly tender farewell to Keats and a lovely poem to simply read for the rich tapestry of poetry exquisitely written.

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Edward Kofi Louis 12 October 2016

Beyond the curtain. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Seamus O Brian 23 September 2016

This is beautiful. If I ever walk there again, I will read this poem there, and think of England, too.

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Christopher Howell

Christopher Howell

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