Date: Thu, 24 May 2001 18:18:05 -0400
From: hugh bone <hbone-AT-optonline.net>
Subject: Hoipefully Seeking Sublime


To:  All

Preamble:

A case could be made that Internet Fora get heaviest traffic from persons of
very strong personal interests, who often present them
on their own sites.

Or that academics who are least busy have most time for chat.

Or that those who can name the most subjects and the largest number of
authors can't resist the impulse.

Or that quoting what a white male, dead for 100 years, said about
a white male, dead for 200 years, is what list members are dying to hear -
remembering that being dead differs from not-being.

Let's move in the direction of the sublime.via personal experience.

Three short verses .....

            I.

A stick, a stone
It's the end of the road
It's feeling alone
It's the weight of your load

            II.

Love is rare
Life is strange
Nothing lasts
People change

       III

The years, like great black oxen tread the Earth
And God the herdsman goads them on behind
And I am broken by their passing feet.
~~~~~~

For me, each verse has significant resonance, the last being, in some
degree, sublime.

Other instances,

A certain painting of Rembrandt.

Michelangelo's Pieta

The Winged Victory of Samothrace

Chartres Cathedral

Vanessa Redgrave in "Orpheus Descending"

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You all must/may have similar extra-ordinary experiences and your own
concept of what is sublime.

Don't misinterpret these examples of  art as being the only examples of  a
quest for, and appreciation of, sublime feelings.

On request, I will elaborate/reciprocate on a personal basis.

A possible outcome:  We might or might not agree to post such interpersonal
results on the List.

Best,
Hugh