Monday, 16 April 2007

Inspiration Point

I don’t know exactly which spot is Inspiration Point but I do find this picture of the swirling depths below Gladstone Lookout inspirational (the colour enhanced by a moment of accidental inspiration getting the white balance wrong).

Photo: From Gladstone Lookout, Leura

Words to walk with:
Inspiration was not lacking in John Keats short life as shown in his sonnet When I Have Fears
“When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.”

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