Wednesday, September 10, 2008

A poem

Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand:
Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!

Edna St.Vincent Millay

6 comments:

kate said...

I'm with Edna on this one! I prefer a shining palace built upon the sand. Stability is overrated!

thinker said...

I guess that from a perspective of a common man, being a poet or an artist in general really can seem like building on the sand.

C├ęcile said...

In this early XXI century the poem sounds true to the word; most houses we built today are so ugly! Blocks of concrete. No magic, no poetry, no charming decay: concrete goes black whereas wood is softened :)

thinker said...

Charming decay, I like that!

M-C Smith said...

This remindes me of these wise words once spoken long ago: "Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock.The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock.But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand." Mathew 7:24-26

thinker said...

I believe some people choose to live as rebels, and some as believers. And Edna, through her poetry, she in a way had believed in rebellion.
I personally believe that Christianity is a religion of true freedom, and i am more a believer than a rebel. But I also find beauty is free of right and wrong, good and evil. It is like that and we cannot do nothing about it.
This could be a great topic for discussion..
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