Wordsworth and Nature

[tricia_stewart]

Hello everyone, all of this talk about nature is making me yearn for Spring. Does anyone else feel this way? I think I'm getting snow fever or something, I'm longing for flowers and grass. But enough about me and the state of my mental health, on to Wordsworth. "Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey" is a wonderful poem, more wonderful I

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[ofcatslives]

I agree Tricia, there is solace to be found in nature; however, winter is as wonderful as sping to me, in fact, I like winter best. I detest the warm weather, so much so that summer is a particularly irritating and depressing time for me.

Enough about me, Wordsworth's poem is indeed beautifully written. There was a point made in class about how he used a more common form of language to write about the sublime. The contradition works well and I am sure on many more levels than I can comprehend, but I think it has something to do with the separation between humanity and nature although we are a part of it, much like the language used in traditional poetry is very separate from those who actually read it. What do you think? Am I totally off base?

Janice

[tricia_stewart]

No janice, I don't think you're totally off base. In fact it makes a certain kind of sense to me, it's a very interesting point. I'll have to think about it some more. Ciao,

-Tricia

[may_posa1]

So you got snow fever and are lusting for Spring, I on the other hand am disappointed. What I enjoy about living here in the East side of Canada (for the short time that I do for school, about 8 months out of a year) is actual snowfall, a real winter! But this past few months have been a huge downer. Not until last week have we experienced a cold chill or some snow that has stuck past a day. Yet I guess I would rather take this warmer, cloudy winter we are experiencing here then the almost two months of non-stop rain back home, now call that nature depressing! Ah global warming how you have changed my world. No walks can be taken in BC in a joyous mood at this time. I like it when it rains at night, and once a week or so but all the time! I guess Wordsworth new what I am talking about, he lived in England right, and well they are known for their rain. Just listen to the Beatles "I am the Walrus" or a perfect example is Placebo's "English Summer Rain"--lyric: Always stays the same, nothing ever changes, English Summer Rain seems to

[meag_o]

Oh girls!

I am from Barrie, which is like "snow to the top of your head from november to march", so for me, living in Toronto has felt like constantly being on vaccation. It's been nice.

Another personal comment, Tricia, you mentioned that no one turns to an office building for solitude. I kind of disagree. Perhaps it's because I am a self-confessed urbanite, but I like walks in the city just as much as in the woods. I like watching people interact with each other. It's interesting. You find love and beauty in the most unlikely places. And I do turn to office buildings for solitude. I have a window seat in my apartment that has the perfect view over Forest Hill to downtown. So it is trees, and then this glittering mountain of towers. I find it very peaceful, because I can always see other people. You know? Each gilded spot is someone's window... so I am never alone.

[tricia_stewart]

That does sound kind of comforting. But I still don't get the same kind of feeling from a building that I get from a tree. Then again, I am very strange so maybe it's just me. :)

-Tricia