The experience of an idea (April 27 2016)

 The Experience of an Idea

Every once in a while, I get an idea

An idea which I am sure,

transcends the boundaries of my finite skull;

Most certainly a gift from God

And I try to grasp that bright bulb of illuminating knowledge

Letting its light suffuse through every crevice of my vacuous mind

Casting out all other shadows of malicious ignorance

Till there is only

Eternal sunshine

And when I take hold of the glow

And capture the Sun in the bottle of my mind,

when I can speak forth the light

and echo the words bright,

I am rendered speechless

And can only watch the hues of beauty fill the page

Pseudo-analysis: Tried to capture the process of formulating an idea of which the poem is therefore, almost a self-reflexive, formal manifestation of an idea already in my head. Tried to play on the idea of increasing lyricism which climaxes in the third stanza. Hence the extensive patterning of syntax and attempted use of internal rhymes as opposed to the more disjointed formalism of the previous stanzas. Parallels the supposed crystallization of the idea. Tried to experiment with incongruities such as speaking light. Contradiction between visual element of light and speaking it. Hence, idea of hues as suggesting that not all elements of the idea can ever be captured, merely a fragment of it. Relation to consciousness and how experience or ideas can never be truly conveyed in its purest intensity. Yet, there is still the catharsis in utterance. And this pseudo reflection is therefore a reflection of yes, affirming how this idea of an experience of an idea cant really be properly expressed.

Written during a class on Gospel of John