Friday, November 11, 2011

Poetry Friday: Desire

I've been reading the complete works of Emily Dickinson, and finding gems along the way. Here's one that makes me think of "Success is counted sweetest by those who ne'er succeed." It explores the idea that not having what we want may have its own pleasures. The "banquet of abstemiousness" is not one appreciated much in modern society, but I think Emily's onto something here.


Desire

Emily Dickinson

Who never wanted, - maddest joy
Remains to him unknown:
The banquet of abstemiousness
Surpasses that of wine.

Within its hope, though yet ungrasped
Desire's perfect goal,
No nearer, lest reality
Should disenthral thy soul.

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6 comments:

maria horvath said...

Only eight short lines -- but they say it all about daring to hope, daring to wish.

Author Amok said...

She was years ahead in "wanting only what I have" as a form of gratitude.

teacherdance said...

And one of my first thoughts is how do we teach it? To strive for something is a pleasure too!

Tara said...

You are right...Emily was onto something - often, ahead of her time, and always with efficiency of prose.

Lisa said...

You can never go wrong reading Dickinson! Thanks for sharing this poem. It struck a chord of familiarity.

Mary Lee said...

I love the part about reality disenthralling my soul. Reality has a way of doing that!