Laments of an Icarus The paramours of courtesans Are well…
“Laments of an Icarus The paramours of courtesans Are well and satisfied, content. But as for me my limbs are rent Because I clasped the clouds as mine. I owe it to the peerless stars Which flame in the remotest sky That I see only with spent eyes Remembered suns I knew before. In vain I had at heart to find The center and the end of space. Beneath some burning, unknown gaze I feel my very wings unpinned And, burned because I beauty loved, I shall not know the highest bliss, And give my name to the abyss Which waits to claim me as its own.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The poet laments the yearning for transcendence that leads to suffering, reflecting on the cost of aspiring beyond human limits.
In simple terms: Seeking the divine can bring pain and loss.
Balance ambition with humility.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- artistic creation
- personal ambition
- spiritual quest
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- Do you ever feel your aspirations are too lofty?
- What comforts you when you confront your limits?
The pursuit of higher ideals may result in isolation and unfulfilled longing.