Lipsa pays her tribute to John Keats, in this poem, exclusively for Different Truths.
How the Hellenic plains you roamed, dearest bard!
Not that Present a curse was to you –
Those Homeric tales from Chapman you knew
For Greece of yore made much greater regard!
How at Apollo’s feet fair you bowed your head!
You followed Calidore through winding ways,
Gods gone and men forgotten live in your lays –
In spring meadows, resurrected the past dead.
Dwell in my heart, dearest, now and forever
That glorious Greece I see through your bright eyes;
A Grecian urn through your handsome hands hold –
Oh, may in Beauty never this faith waver!
So, I too many beauteous Truths realise
In your heav’nly warmth when the world is cold.
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Lipsa Giri is a 25-year-old Post Graduate in English Literature, from Baripada, Odisha. Her maiden poetry collection – which was awarded Philosophique Poetica’s “Emerging Golden Voices” award – is titled, Love and Longing. It is a collection of confessional poems mostly on the theme of love and a desperate yearning for something unattainable for the poet. Some of her interests are books, belly dancing, crochet, crafts and writing.
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