a sleepless night with keats.

darlings.

 

are you still awake?

tis late, we know.

……shhhh…..

everyone is sleeping in the apartment building over here.

but us.

our candles are burning brightly for we have stayed up – warm, cosy, under the blankets and smooth sheets – to watch Bright Star.

we Thought we had told you about our experience (not quite meeting for we never shook hands or embraced on both cheeks as per our usual definition of Meeting someone) of seeing Jane Campion speak at the Director’s Guild in Manhattan.

but it must have been before we became teamgloria………….how curious that there were Movie Screenings that happened before we could tell you about them.

To whom did we tell before?

We remembered feeling Utterly Light-headed and dreamy and full of promise and hope and poetry and bluebell woods and calico petticoats.

Yes.

We did ask a Question (we always enjoy asking Directors a question for we are terribly Keen to learn, for our own future exploits and excitements).

what’s that?

yes. you’re right. a few of our favo(u)rite actors are indeed present in this movie. the gifted and lovely Ms. Cornish, Mr. Whishaw (whom we are eagerly awaiting in the second series of The Hour – if you scroll down this post – ahem – what appears to be a Rather Long and enthusiastic post, you’ll see a moment from that script and our own musings therein) and Mr. Schneider (his performance in The Beloved impressed us greatly and was No. 10 in our list of summer movies during our hiatus from teamgloria in case you want a recap here).

Alas we cannot recall the Question that we asked Jane Campion now (may we call her Jane? – yet we feel sure that she has a cool nickname that one would use but only Know if one truly knew her).

when?

at the screening at the Director’s Guild.

frowning (prettily).

Something about Hampstead and England and how-she-researched and why and wherefore and oh – let’s have some poetry.

a little something from Keats?

why yes.

lie back on the pale apricot satin chaise and tea shall be arriving shortly while Mr. Keats reads to us.

Bright Star
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art —
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like Nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors —
No — yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft swell and fall,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever — or else swoon to death.

 

8 thoughts on “a sleepless night with keats.

  1. Linda Leyble says:

    Hi – found you via Lost in Arles. I love your blog.

    I have always loved Keats (didn’t see the movie though) and being an English major (old Eng Majors never die), I just had to go to Keats’ house while I was in England. I remember that I got there early and it wasn’t opened yet – so I walked around the neighborhood – all the while thinking that I was walking in his same footsteps. Silly – but that’s how my mind goes sometimes.

    Seeing his bedroom was a bit weird – knowing that while he was laying in his bed…dead – someone was sketching him – but that’s what they did in those days.

    I guess I didn’t see the movie because I had my own vision of Keats and perhaps i didn;t want to spoil that. I loved The Piano, so perhaps I should see it.

    Thanks for this blog post!

    Linda

    1. teamgloria says:

      Linda – welcome fellow lover of beauteousness like Keats.

      Confession: we Often imagine our footsteps in the shadows left by others…..it is a wonderful image to picture oneself as another chapter of history.

      Waving from Manhattan.

  2. Ruth Dobson-Torres says:

    Did you ever see the final scene of the movie, “The Prince of Tides”? When Nick Nolte drives over the bridge down in Charleston and utters, “Lowenstein…Lowenstein…Lowenstein”? After reading this post, My response is, “Keats…Keats…Keats.” Thank you for sharing, gloriously bright star. :-)

    1. teamgloria says:

      William, you are so right.

      Ruth!

      Lovely to see you again. We remember it was back during your birthday week when we last saw you here. Hope it was delicious. Prince of Tides. Great recall.

      Yes. Keats keats keats.

      Forever.

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