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miércoles, 1 de mayo de 2013

On Virginia Woolf "Kew Gardens"

"We will all live and laugh at gilged butterflies" William Shakespeare, King Lear.

"How the dragonfly kept circling round us?"

 “- Tell me, Eleanor. D’you ever think of the past? […] I’ve been thinking of Lily, the woman I might have married… Well, why are you silent? Do you mind my thinking of the past?

 – Why should I mind Simon? Doesn’t one always think of the past, in a garden with men and women lying under the trees? Aren’t they one’s past, all that remains of it, those men and women, those ghosts lying under the tress… one’s happiness, one’s reality?” Virginia Woolf, Kew Gardens.

Woolf’s modernism strikes the reader with her pure romanticism. Her work is an expression of the ephemeral beauty of life.

Are we nature? Of course we are. Nature will remain forever and ever. We won’t.

We are the fragmentary nature of experience. We belong to an interrelated chain of events made up of ghosts of the past. Our ghosts make us happy, make us believe in reality. However, they are not true. The path to them has disappeared. Their beauty was ephemeral. They represent fugacity but they will always be in our minds. The mind is the real truth.
The circle of life.

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