I don't know about you... but on days like this, I yearn for the beach. I want to dig my feet into the sand, run barefoot on the wet sand, and let the waves wash over me. It's well into May. And, it's feeling more and more like summer every day.
Ah, so... Imagine: sand, sea, sun and a light breeze. And, while you're at it, dig out a book of fiction or poetry. The seas have inspired so many tales, legends, and poems--all about mermaids/men, magical lands beneath the waves, ocean voyages, and seaside adventures. Dream the sea and walking along the shore, as you read these famous lines...
- The Odyssey - Homer
- Sea Dreams - Lord Alfred Tennyson
- The Little Mermaid - Hans Christian Anderson
- As I Ebb'd with the Ocean of Life - Walt Whitman
- The Rime of the Ancient Mariner - Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- The Welsh Fairy Book - W. Jenkyn Thomas
- By the Sea - Christina Georgina Rossetti
- The City in the Sea - Edgar Allan Poe
- Dover Beach - Matthew Arnold
- The People of the Sea
- Sea Literature
"Why does the sea moan evermore?" We all yearn for something, and the sea seems to speak for us...
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The sea cries with it’s meaningless voice
Treating alike it’s dead and it’s living
Probably bored with the appearance of heaven after so many millions of nights without sleep without purpose without self-deception.
Stone likewise. Stone is imprisoned like nothing in the universe-created for black sleep.
Or feeling the sun’s red spot occasionally, then dreaming it is the foetus of God.
Over the stone rushes the wind-able to mingle with nothing-like the hearing of the blind stone itself-or turns, as if the stones mind came feeling a fantasy of direction.
Drinking the sea and eating the rock, a tree struggles to make leaves. An old woman fallen from space-unprepared for these conditions, she hangs on, because her mind’s gone completely.
Minute after minute, eon after eon, nothing lets up or develops.
And this is neither a bad variant nor a tryout.
This is where the staring angels go through.
This is where all the stars bow down.
“Pibroch” by Ted Hughes
The Story of Man by J.W Buel 1889 (Rare) GOOD Condition
Esther- you might want to get in touch with the author ig this blog if you haven’t already:
http://warriorelihoax.wordpress.com
Don’t forget Virginia Woolf’s stream of consciousness classic, ‘To The Lighthouse’ which has the ‘voice of the sea’ running throughout.
And of course the novels of Joseph Conrad.