Waterhouse, I Am Half-Sick of Shadows, said the Lady of Shallot
Just like the lady of Shallot. I want to believe in love and romance and forever; however, these things seem less and less likely in the context of my life.
Tennyson's poem, The Lady of Shallot, is the story of "Elaine of Astolat, a maiden who falls in love with Lancelot, but dies of grief when he cannot return her love" (according to Wikipedia). Also on Wikipedia, this statement: "Some consider The Lady of Shalott to be representative of the dilemma that faces artists, writers, and musicians: to create work about and celebrating the world, or to enjoy the world by simply living in it."
I should not have to choose.
Meteyard - The Lady of Shallot
1 comment:
Every happily ever after story always has a point of tragedy in it. Lovers are separated by one thing or another, or you have a madam in distress before the brave knight in shinning armor comes to the rescue. Even the fairy tales don't hide the pain and tragedy one encounters on their journey to find that one true love. So why is it that when we are in the midst of our tragedy we feel that we are missing out on our own fairy tale. Some journeys are just longer and/or harder than others. The only thing fairy tales may be guilty of shading out is the trials the united lovers endure IN their happily ever after. Or maybe they have a point in not focussing on it. I mean.... once you've found your true love, maybe it's not that there will be no more pain or sorrow or troubles, but that you find you can endure these hardships knowing you don't have to face them alone. Hmmm..... Ah well, just a thought.
BRANDI
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