Today is 31 December 2011, the last day of 2011 and I started my own blog here to share my love of John Keats. I picked up these 11 lines from his poem-Sleep and Poetry (line 85-95) for my meditation for the past 2011 and the coming 2012.
" Stop and consider! life is but a day;
A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way
From a tree's summit; a poor Indian's sleep
While his boat hastens to the monstrous steep
Of Montmorenci. Why so sad a moan?
Life is the rose's hope while yet unblown
The reading of an ever-changing tale;
The light uplifting of a maiden's veil;
A pigeon tumbling in clear summer day;
A laughing schoolboy, without grief and care,
riding the springy branches of an elm. "
Life is but a day. And I want to live fully. Part of it is to start this blog, to meditate on John Keats, his life, his poetry and his letters.
