On Romanticism — Rachel Needell
-after the painting Monk on the Seashore by Caspar David Friedrich
In gloomy hues of blue to white
the ocean carries in,
on turbulent seas,
an angry storm.
And he stands watching,
waiting, perhaps for
the rain, or,
And I wonder
if Goethe was right when he said
over-educated middle-class boys
make self-indulgent art.
But there’s something in that sky
that tells a proverbial truth—
to bask in the present.
There is always another storm looming
on the horizon.