The Movie bright star… all about John Keats life…
Here is the poem it was based off of..
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art---
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors---
No---yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillowed upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever---or else swoon in death.
We went to see it yesterday, its a completely true story, and all the letters and poems are word for word from Keats.
I dont know what it was about this movie.. I dont know what it is about his writing. But it inspires me.
Not really the love story so much.. I feel at this point in my life that love is not what I was created for…. that maybe my soul is waiting to be something else, because its known love as was failed by it. I’m starting to be ok with that.
But Keats was an inspired soul.. someone who strove for more. And he died at 25 from TB.
Does an Inspired Soul have to be one that lives a tragic life? Does a Bright Star have to first die for its light to be truly appreciated?
Its been bothering me all day and night.
“I am certain of nothing, but of the holiness of the Hearts affections and the truth of imagination. What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth”
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