Kubla Khan by Samuel Coleridge - With Guest Rhys Morgan
Kubla Khan is a Trip man, for real. It's not surprising to hear that Coleridge was on drugs when he wrote this.
I chatted with a fellow podcaster, Rhys Morgan from socialgoodpodcast.com. Rhys lives in Birmingham—England! We've never met, but we swapped travel stories (both real and metaphorical) and conversed with this trippy verse, man. Enjoy as we go to middle earth with Good ol Coleridge!
BY SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round;
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted