Limbo Comments

This is strange, weirdly captivating, and excessively haunted. Set at night, outside, it still dissolves into some inner dream world living in his head. Was his drug addiction responsible? Was he in the midst of a drug-induced hallucination? Well, I don't see how Coleridge the lyrical smackhead could write such well-done poetry with their rhythm and meter and depth and technical genius. I have to give credit to Coleridge the poetic genius not the drugs. He and the other Romantics were interested in exploring extreme states of mind and feeling, the dark groundwork of our nature as Coleridge called them.