About a year ago, I had a dream about a stolen lapis lazuli necklace in my pocket. Soon after that dream, I stumbled across Yeats’ poem, “Lapis Lazuli”. Reading it again led to some online research of analyses of this poem, and I found Dr. Linda Sue Grimes’ interesting summary.
Through this lens, I am now finding some fundamental issues with the poem. If indeed we look upon tragedy detached, how do we experience joy or know it? Is joy, then, not experiencing it? Not very Buddhist, at least in relation to the idea of moving toward suffering, if that is what we do to attain enlightenment. We must know pain and move through it. It’s the foundation of life, yes?