It’s been a rainy day with a storm system that’s called a pineapple express, and the light filtering through the clouds looks almost creamy. I was thinking of the English poet John Keats whose words, especially if you grew up in a school system with colonial roots, most of us are familiar with. ” A thing of beauty is a joy forever: It’s loveliness increases; It will never pass into nothingness;”. The lines are from his poem Endymion, and Keats was apparently talking about the timelessness of nature’s beauty, people’s actions, and of course, the story of Endymion. Things of beauty are a joy; maybe they are physically beautiful, or have a story or a memory attached which makes them beautiful to us. An old letter, or a scrap of fabric from a favorite childhood dress, a postcard, a tiny pill box. What do you consider beautiful? An impromptu collection of boxes, from my Mom’s first compact to a Japanese puzzle box that an exchange student gave us has sprung up on one of the tables and while they have so much beauty and meaning for me, they may be just boxes to someone else. Melancholy thoughts! The other thing about Keats is that someone had mentioned that he was buried close to the Colosseum in Rome and we thought to stop by his grave on one of our visits. We ended up not finding it because it was late and cold, but if you are curious, here is an article that explores the meaning behind the words on his gravestone. “Here lies one whose name was writ in water”. Words written in water don’t sound like forever. Thank you for joining me for tea today! – Priya
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