Monday, October 31, 2011
Keats is genuine, even when writing fiction.
One of the things that I most enjoy about reading Keats' notes and annotations in poetry anthologies is how unapologetic he is about his reasons for writing poetry. He mostly ignores critics, writes about what he wants (grecian urns, seeing friends at a party, reading books). By interlacing his collections of epic, long-form poems with shorter ones that speak to relateable topics, Keats speaks to a broad audience. When I read his poetry, I do not feel that he is trying to produce works that will be famous like Lord Byron, nor does he have an overt political agenda. He is simply writing what he likes. He is confident that, even though he is reviewed harshly by his peers and critics, his poetry will be remembered favorably. This self-assuredness carries through in his writing, and I believe that, for one so young, Keats had a remarkable sense of identity and purpose.
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