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Where is our English chivalry? O wasted dust! O senseless clay! Is this the end! He is the only real poet on the books of that institution.
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He hails Keats and Shelley and some of the poets and artists who were his contemporaries , although his seniors , as the torch-bearers of the intellectual life. Spirit of Beauty! Like strange mechanical grotesques, Making fantastic arabesques, The shadows raced across the blind.
Like wire-pulled automatons, Slim silhouetted skeletons Went sidling through the slow quadrille,. Then took each other by the hand, And danced a stately saraband; Their laughter echoed thin and shrill. Sometimes a clockwork puppet pressed A phantom lover to her breast, Sometimes they seemed to try to sing.
But she—she heard the violin, And left my side, and entered in: Love passed into the house of lust.
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I thought at the time that was a little theatrical from the man who'd written Another Life, The Star-Apple Kingdom and The Arkansas Testament, but now I see the best of those books collected with some of the later peaks of Omeros, Midsummer, and The Prodigal and I've learned that gesture for myself. To encounter the world in language - accuracy of light, fealty to passing time, equal respect for the rational and ineffable - is indeed to be silenced: not driven into some faked humility or abasement, but made part of the stillness, seeing as the poet sees, when he does, where he does.
There's no praise as superfluous as that of an apprentice, but let us figure out why reading this work reduces the number of poets now writing in English to the fingers of one hand.
reineutelderdclich.cf The 20th century was poetry's greatest, and beautiful corpuses lie strewn all around, but beneath the singular achievements of this and that poet in each generation there has developed a strong current against form, against grace, against memorability itself - for to dispense with rhyme and metre on theoretical grounds is to oppose memorability. Among new American poets this is virtually an orthodoxy, which is why you haven't heard of any. To remove metre from verse is to remove time, or the sound of breath upon time, which is to remove the essential soundscape of any lived moment.
Most of what's gone missing can be found in this book. To write in received forms is not to render verse doggedly metric or singsong to the modern ear that's the province of light verse, or performance poetry ; it is to carry in the new line the echo of the old.