'The Lake Isle of Innisfree' is one of the poems that I learnt when I was in Form 1. Back then, I did not have much appreciation about this poem though I had read through the analysis and understood its theme.
Fast forward to 20 years later, on a quiet Sunday evening in August 2024, I was sitting and sliding my smart phone on a sofa in my house. I came across this poem again on a random post in Facebook.
Since I graduated from the university in September 2014, I have been working in Singapore, living through a monotonous and robotic life of executing tasks week over week – 10 years have flown without I realise it. Time flies when I have spent most of my time working like a robot every day and rushing through meeting deadlines. My days have just passed like tearing each page away from a Chinese calendar swiftly.
I was sitting on a couch in a flat of a block, standing quietly among other blocks in a city. The night was slowly engulfing the land. Next day, I was going to resume the robotic life.
Deep inside, the voice echoed, "I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree..." – the Innisfree" where I shall have some peace.
Note: This is a journal that I penned on an electronic note in my smart phone when I was sitting in my company's bus that was travelling to my office in the morning the next day after I read the poem.
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| A random picture to illustrate the Lake Isle of Innisfree |
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