This is my X from 2013 with some additions — sorry about the repeat — and a favorite entry and word: Xanadu, the epitome of inner peace.
What is Xanadu?
An idyllic place poet Samuel Tyler Coleridge saw in a dream, which drove him to write Kubla Khan, an imaginative composition.
Only one fragment made it from Coleridge’s dream on paper; and we are left to regret the knock on the door which erased the rest of the poem from his mind. As it exists, the poem is a representation of verse attributed to mystery in dream.
Critics denounced Kubla Khan as a composition of sound rather than sense. As is often the case, years later the poem received recognition for its literary meaning: mankind (a tyrant who imposes his will on people) set against natural beauty.
Coleridge, we learn, was influenced by a 17th century travel book and by opium taken before he fell asleep. Hence Xanadu was born — a state of mind, a place of beauty and contentment.
Kubla Khan (Partial)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery…..
It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
Talk about miracles, we’re nearing the end of the Challenge!
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