And thus when by Poetry, or when by Music, the most entrancing of the poetic moods, we find ourselves melted into tears, we weep then, not.. through excess of pleasure, but through a certain petulant, impatient sorrow at our inability to grasp now, wholly, here on earth, at once and forever, those divine and raptorous joys of which through the poem, or through the music, we attain to but brief and indeterminate glimpses. Edgar Allan Poe
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When we listen to music or poetry, it is through the magic of the words and music that we are transported into a different place. While there, we cannot hold onto the memories for very long. They slip through our fingers like water. They are like fleeting moments of light that vanish before they can be fully grasped.

We try to hold onto these experiences but it is impossible to do so. The only way to truly remember them is to listen many times over until they become embedded in our minds and hearts.

Source: The Poetic Principle

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