I have not read very much poetry, though I know I should. There's so much of it I don't know what to try. I've memorized several of Tolkien's poems, and those are the only ones I've spent much time with, so I can't say I know much about poetry.
I love this poem, though. It seems to overflow with radiance and romance.
"She Walks In Beauty" -- Lord Byron
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
I want to write a story about it. I know it's probably already influenced things that I've written without me noticing.
What's your favorite poem?
"Don't you think a dream would feel shy if it were seen walking about in the waking world?" ~ C. S. Lewis
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