Love is therefore an intellectual mistake. It makes us viler than the intelligent serpent, and wounded by the Mermaids’ cry. The advantage is that it also allows for great poetry, which somehow pays off.
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This poem should not have been forgotten (and it probably wasn’t) because it cruelly describes the confrontation between what we are and what we would like to be. What we would like to be is the “castles in the wind”; what we are is the “poor understanding”, and the castles dissolved. This is therefore a cruel poem.
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