I am sure I have mentioned before that I love Rumi? There is a
depth in his verses... they seem to be not on a cerebral but a spiritual
plane... you do not understand his verses so much as sense their meaning...
That reminds me, and maybe this must be a topic for another blog.
When I was really young, maybe not even all of 21 years old, and the internet
had started becoming widespread in India... that was when I started getting
exposed to a much wider range of reading material than my libraries had
allowed. I mean, you couldn't wander and meander and discover one thing to
another in the library as you could on the internet. That's when I discovered a
lot of poets I didn't know about. I had read many of the great novelists
growing up, but poets not so much. A friend of mine at the time who had studied
English literature formally and who knew a lot of the academic jargon told me,
when he found out which particular poems I was enjoying the most, that these
were mostly from the 'metaphysical poets'. After that, I started searching for
more from the metaphysical poets... I was reminded of this because Rumi is not
counted among the traditional 'metaphysical poets' who are all part of a western movement, but I
would think he would fall in that category? And that makes me wonder why it is
that I am drawn to metaphysical poetry...
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.
~ Translated from Persian by Coleman Barks and John Moyne from The
Essential Rumi
posted by Sylvia D'souza at 9:37 pm
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