{"id":10832,"date":"2022-05-16T17:58:23","date_gmt":"2022-05-16T16:58:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartpoetry.art\/?p=10832"},"modified":"2022-05-20T13:39:57","modified_gmt":"2022-05-20T12:39:57","slug":"travelling-with-novalis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2022\/05\/16\/travelling-with-novalis\/","title":{"rendered":"Travelling with Novalis"},"content":{"rendered":"

to romanticise the world is to make us aware\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

of the magic mystery and wonder of the world\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

it is to educate the senses to see the ordinary\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

as extraordinary the familiar as strange\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

the mundane as sacred the finite as infinite<\/em><\/p>\n

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Who said that<\/p>\n

Novalis<\/p>\n

Never heard of him or her<\/p>\n

He was a German poet<\/p>\n

Novalis was his pen name<\/p>\n

His birth name was Georg Philipp Friedrich Freiherr von Hardenberg<\/p>\n

I can see why he changed it<\/p>\n

Died young I suppose<\/p>\n

Yes he only lived to twenty-eight<\/p>\n

Died of TB I suppose they all died of TB<\/p>\n

Have you read his poetry<\/p>\n

I cannot say I have<\/p>\n

Those romantics leave me cold<\/p>\n

All these poncy worlds and deep thoughts<\/p>\n

Try thinking about those when you are commuting<\/p>\n

That is the real world there is nothing romantic about travel<\/p>\n

Travel is one of the most romantic pastimes<\/p>\n

It is moving theatre different each day<\/p>\n

At seven in the morning you cannot see fuck all<\/p>\n

There is still a beauty the beauty of the dawn<\/p>\n

I will be through my first coffee by then<\/p>\n

I often read Novalis when I am travelling<\/p>\n

His work is so soothing as he finds beauty in everything<\/p>\n

I will tell you what my friend here is my book of Novalis poems<\/p>\n

Read them on the train and I know that it is different from The Sun<\/p>\n

But I promise you that by the time you reach London that you will be a happy man<\/p>\n

I will take your wretched newspaper in exchange and read it from cover to cover<\/p>\n

It might not take me long but I will understand your head space your orbit if you please<\/p>\n

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Anna what are you doing<\/p>\n

Outlaw asked me to write a fiction<\/p>\n

Which he will pass off as his own<\/p>\n

If it makes money then I will receive the proceeds<\/p>\n

Outlaw is poor you know he is struggling<\/p>\n

He is struggling my arse<\/p>\n

Have you ever visited his house<\/p>\n

No<\/p>\n

It is not far from here and has fabulous sea views<\/p>\n

Are they better than ours<\/p>\n

Yes he has a wide view due to his location<\/p>\n

Then why do we meet in dreadful cafes<\/p>\n

It is all image he likes to feel that he is a man of the people<\/p>\n

Is he<\/p>\n

Like fuck he is he despises them all for their stupidity<\/p>\n

Anna my love you will have to get used to it<\/p>\n

That Outlaw is a piece of shit<\/p>\n

A nice piece of shit<\/p>\n

But a piece of shit nonetheless<\/p>\n

He created us<\/p>\n

I know<\/p>\n

Are you not scared that he might let us fade<\/p>\n

He is not like that as once he creates characters<\/p>\n

Outlaw forms an emotional attachment to them<\/p>\n

Think of Viola and all the dreadful things that happen to her<\/p>\n

But she always returns<\/p>\n

So we are safe<\/p>\n

Yes we are<\/p>\n

Remember Crete<\/p>\n

Yes I had a lovely time<\/p>\n

Well why would he have taken us to Crete<\/p>\n

If he was going to get rid of us<\/p>\n

Do you think he will like my fiction<\/p>\n

I think he will as you were satirical<\/p>\n

About the stupidity of the working classes<\/p>\n

Outlaw likes that kind of humour<\/p>\n

I think that we are both good for a few more fictions Anna<\/p>\n

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Anna & Anna<\/p>\n

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to romanticise the world is to make us aware\u00a0 of the magic mystery and wonder of the world\u00a0 it is to educate the senses to see the ordinary\u00a0 as extraordinary the familiar as strange\u00a0 the mundane as sacred the finite as infinite   Who said that Novalis Never heard of him or her He was […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10832","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10832","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10832"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10832\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10864,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10832\/revisions\/10864"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10832"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10832"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10832"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}