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Books of Poetry take me a long time to read. The first time through a poem, especially poems by Romantic poets, are nearly incomprehensible to me. I've found that the best way to get "into" a poem is to read it to myself (aloud or whisper) and feel the rhythm, the pace and the sound of the words. I go back to it later, possibly in a few months or even years I will reread some poems and all of a sudden they make sense. Also if I can memorize a few lines. In other cases with very long poems I look it up on Cliff notes or Shmoop to get the background without losing the feeling of hearing the poem. For instance, "Adonais" included here was written as an elegy for John Keats who had just passed away from Tuberculosis. I spend several days on this poem. He compares Keats to Adonis (god of love and desire) and Adonai (Used in the Hebrew Bible for The Lord and used in place of YHWH or Yahweh). It seems he mixed the two words together but for the most part compares him to Adonis. He draws a correlation between Adonis who was killed out of jealousy by Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, who drove a boar to gore him. He compares his Artemis to Keats' critics who killed him by criticizing him and not recognizing his greatness and he blames Uriana or Aphrodite for whiling away her time in paradise and not protecting him. The Original Star Trek Series had an episode named "Who Mourns for Adonais" which is a line from this poem. That is just one poem. Th "Ode to the West Wind" is arguably his most famous poem. Also "The Mask of Anarchy"(written on the occasion of the massacre at Manchester), "Ozymandias", "The Triumph of LIfe", "Mont Blanc", "Alastor", "Prometheus Unbound", and many more are included in the book which I believe is complete. It takes a lot of work sometimes to get some poetry and to understand it, but I find in the end it is worth it the trouble.
"Io sussulto di aneliti profondi. Ho pallida, fredda la faccia. Oh stringi il mio cuore sul tuo fino a che taccia."
Shelley cantore di una frenesia verbale, esuberanza estetizzante e enfasi assoluta troppo lontane dal nostro gusto. L'incapacità di ricondurre le proprie "urgenze fantastiche a un preciso strumento di lessico e stile" lo rendono forse il poeta romantico inglese più estraneo alla nostra sensibilità (e non a caso idolatrato da Carducci e D'Annunzio).