An English In Kentucky


















Wednesday March 27th 2019Tim Candler9


    The emotive nature of current discourse finds no respite in the Romantic Poets of Victorian times. They're all about the Bothnic Main or Esthwaite and suddenly you're in a world of names and places which can in times of stress ill serve a less balanced mind in his search for some kind of solace. The Bothnic Main is the increasingly shallow sea between Finland and Sweden. Esthwaite is a small lake in the hills of North West England. Then you get something like ".. the frost, ragged bitterly, with keen and silent tooth," and briefly your mind can spiral into a comfort zone.  But not for long. Soon enough you're back to the sheer of an unappetizing gale filled with the metaphorical equivalent of Tea and Crumpets. Not saying there's anything wrong with Tea and Crumpets, just saying Tea and Crumpets are a sad interlude of goody two shoes Poodles Jumping Through Hoops at the circus between the High Wire and the Lion Tamer.



     Not just me of course, the Turkey Buzzards this morning were having a difficult time finding spirals, they don't like to flap their wings, a waste of energy, they've been seen by airplane pilots at 20,000 feet, that's over 4 miles high, but not this morning.  Fooled by the blue sky and bright sun, they were giving it an A for effort, but much wiser to wait a while for the ground to warm a little, doesn't have to be much to cause convection and bold and wonderful to watch up they'll go, stare endlessly down at us looking for dead creatures to eat. The Victorian Romantic Poets had this interesting habit of putting Joy into categories, the low end in their estimation was Vulgar Joy, never fully satisfying, it was temptation. The Bothnic Main was fierce, terrifying and way foreign, but exciting in a Vulgar Joy kind of way. Bloody Esthwaite was bubble peaceable, calm, everyone doffed their caps knew their place and Esthwaite, so long as you did not err, was for the higher Tea and Crumpet type joys. Don't be fooled by them, they usually end up with compulsory charades.


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