Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Helen's Beauty in a Brow of Egypt

 "The lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold..."  -Duke Theseus, Midsummer Night's Dream

We were all out late, just wandering around in the shadows, trying to shake off the week's dust.
 "Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt.  The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to earth..."  -Duke Theseus, Midsummer Night's Dream

Hoarse and abuzz...
 "As imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name."  -Duke Theseus, Midsummer Night's Dream

I started thinking about Duke Theseus, how in a quiet moment with Hippolyta, he tells her that imagination distorts his reality.
"Some tricks hath strong imagination, that if it would but apprehend some joy..." -Duke Theseus, Midsummer Night's Dream

Altering what his eye sees...but sometimes the imagination may see truths the human eye cannot.
"Or in the night, imagining some fear.  How easy is a bush supposed a bear."  -Duke Theseus, Midsummer Night's Dream

I'm marking these last days well.  Here, my eyes are wide open.

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