From 9e1129b85d8ffa8339fe649264afc9307a416549 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Matthew Lemon Date: Thu, 21 Jul 2022 16:10:07 +0100 Subject: update --- content/blog/of_mere_being.md | 16 ++++++++++++++++ 1 file changed, 16 insertions(+) create mode 100644 content/blog/of_mere_being.md diff --git a/content/blog/of_mere_being.md b/content/blog/of_mere_being.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6c61e3b --- /dev/null +++ b/content/blog/of_mere_being.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +--- +title: "Of Mere Being - Wallace Stevens" +date: 2022-07-21T16:01:52+01:00 +draft: false +categories: ['Poetry'] +--- + +Go [read Of Mere Being by Wallace Stevens](https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/57671/of-mere-being). + +> The palm at the end of the mind, + +Stevens' poetry defies explanation and that is an enigmatic and wonderful first line. + +For me this poem has such a baking glow: the palm, the gold-feathered bird, the bronze. The palm brings the heat and the desert. And all of it at the "end" of the mind. At a boundary of space and time, when the mind and reason matters no longer, far from meaning. + +That's what poetry can and should be. -- cgit v1.2.3