“It is at once by way of poetry and through poetry, as with music, that the soul glimpses splendors from beyond the tomb; and when an exquisite poem brings one's eyes to the point of tears, those tears are not evidence of an excess of joy, they are witness far more to an exacerbated melancholy, a disposition of the nerves, a nature exiled among imperfect things, which would like to possess, without delay, a paradise revealed on this very same earth.” WaySoulEyeEarthJoyPoetryTearsEvidenceWitnessParadiseMelancholyNervesExcessImperfectDispositionDelayGlimpseExquisiteTombsSplendorImperfect Things Author:Charles Baudelaire
“The white light of truth, in traversing the many sided transparent soul of the poet, is refracted into iris-hued poetry.” SoulLightPoetryWhitePoetTransparentWhite LightIrises Book:Essays: Moral, Political and Aesthetic Source: Essays: Moral, Political and Aesthetic