We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers
And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.
From Ode, by Arthur O’Shaughnessy 1874
I have always liked that line, ‘We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.’ You might recognize it from 1971’s Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, spoken by Gene Wilder in the ‘lickable wallpaper’ scene. (“The snozzberries taste like snozzberries!”)
I don’t know if anyone knows or remembers anything else Mr. O’Shaughnessy wrote, but that one line is forever.
Speaking of dreams – my baby blog has been received well in its first month. I am proud to say that only a few of my subscribers are related to me! Thank you to my subscribers and my casual readers. It has long been my dream to write something — a story, a song, a book — and have it published. I’ve heard, “When will I see your name in print?” over the years, but as much as I have wanted that, I’ve never been brave enough to take the first steps on that journey. Yes, I have published poetry in my college literary journal, and yes, I have written a few songs. But I always felt those were flukes, accidental successes I could not replicate. I hope I was wrong.
Now that I have a blog, I feel like the Tin Man oiling up those rusty joints. They’re squeaking, but they’re moving. Nobody can do this for me.
I am the music maker. I am the dreamer of dreams.
(photo credit kevin dooley)