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August 8th’s poem didn’t resonate with me much, but the footnote provided a new phrase I may adopt (at least as an inside joke with myself) : “I wished at times he would opalesce himself into an iridescent vision.”

Somehow I think I skipped a day unwittingly, because tonight I read August 5&6. How did I skip 5? Oh well. It was “Memory” by Yeats, and it did not make sense until the footnote explained it. And then it was full of yearning and heartbreak :( The 6th was “Song: To Celia” by Ben Jonson, and it was lovely. I find I frequently need a second or third read to fully grasp each poem. This book is so nice!

August 2-3 I liked. August 4…eh. I was intrigued and the style was great, but idk if I can get behind Percy Shelly lol. I am curious about Prometheus now though.