Great Regulars: Who are we? Where did we come from and

where are we going? Even to ourselves, as we sit at home or hurry through the city streets, we remain a bewildering mystery.

Matthew's Arnold's haunting poem, The Buried Life, describes our yearning to know our own heart. In this short extract, not even "the world's most crowded streets" can stifle the "unspeakable desire" to find our most essential self. The word "unspeakable" suggests that such knowledge cannot be put into words--and is somehow deemed obscene by others. The true individual is terrifying to the group.

from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Modern Life: A Reading of 'The Buried Life' by Matthew Arnold

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