mjj (flemmings) wrote,
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flemmings

As ever, a crossword clue took me to Keats Ode to a Nightingale, which I'd somehow managed never to read even as I see it quoted all over the Victorian literary landscape. Then I wondered just what was so melodiously wonderful about nightingales, given how unmusical birds are in general. Googled and listened to a few videos of same. Nightingales sound like a clockwork something winding down. Keats must have been eating some high quality opium to get from that to 'full-throated ease.'

Never did care for birds much, actually. Even before I learned they were shrunk dinosaurs I felt there was something unheimlich about them.
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