a breakdown of the lakes - a thread

"Is it romantic how all my elegies/ Eulogize me?"

Elegies are poems that are often reflections of a person after they die and show grief or sorrow - so all of her expressions of sadness and grief praise her after she's gone

"I'm not cut put for all these cynical clones/ These hunters with cellphones"

All these people who are fake and hunt her down, watching her every move with their phones

"Take me to the Lakes/Where all the poets went to die/ I don't belong/ and, my beloved, neither do you/ those Windmere peaks/ look like a perfect place to cry/ I'm setting off/ But not without my muse"

Windmere is the largest natural lake in England. This is about her . . .

. . . retreating away into the mountains and forest with her muse, presumably Joe.

"What should be over/ Burrowed under my skin/ In heart stopping waves of hurt"
The pain that should have passed and left are still with her and she carries it with internally and it hasn't left her and she still feels it.

"I've come too far to watch some name dropping sleaze/ tell me wbat are my Wordsworth"
get wrecked at anyone who name drops Taylor - she's saying she has come too far for anyone who drops her name (k*nye) to tell her that her words aren't poetry

she does a play on words here because Wordsworth capitalized stands for William Wordsworth who was a romantic English poet, but she's also trying to say what her words are worth

"I want auroras and sad prose/ I want to watch wisteria grow/ Right over my bare feet/ Because I haven't moved in years/ and I want you right here"

She wants beautiful skies (auroras as either the northern lights or dawn) and sad poetry and to wisteria blossom

She wants to be grounded and in the forest watching things change but she doesn't want to be alone, she wants him there with her

" A red rose grew out of the ground/ With no one around to tweet it/ While I bathe in cliffside pools/ With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief"

Beauty grew in the most unexpected and terrible place. It broke through a barrier without anyone around.

You can probably take this as her blooming and growing into the person she has always wanted to be without anyone else around and in privacy with her chaotic love and grief that's too much to overcome

so basically Taylor wrote a poetic masterpiece about retreating away from those who use her and the lack of privacy, and she wants to be left alone with her grief and chaos but she wants to be alone with her love

bonus: The Lake District in England was home to William Wordsworth and is where Windmere is so Taylor is really messing us up with all the refrences to retreating into the Lakeland District and becoming a woodland fairy

for an extra take please see here: https://twitter.com/folkloreexiles/status/1291083861401772034?s=19