To be completely honest, I could not begin to interpret this poem. I guess I could sit here and try to make connections and make sense his work, but I would be going in circles, constantly questioning myself. I guess this is why I am a science major. In science, I understand everything much more clearly, everything is concrete and there is always a right and a wrong. In poetry, there are usually several interpretations (which could be "correct") of a same line or story. I think I have a hard time grasping this concept. This class definitely has challenged me to go deeper than just the words written on the page, but this is a tough one.
Back to Kubla Khan, through a little research I did find out that Coleridge was an opium addict and most likely under the influence of drugs when he wrote this poem. Maybe that's why I am having such a hard time understanding his descriptive language and imagery. Or maybe this poem wasn't even meant to be "understood" but left for complete interpretation by the reader; a poem to make your own (high or sober).
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