RonPrice Posted January 26, 2005 Report Share Posted January 26, 2005 This book too will elude you if you try to get a copy of it in a DC bookshop. If you find my teaser enticing then---I leave it to you--- _______________________________________________________ THIS WAR OVER FRESH GROUND In the same way we are all poets....when we turn to that inner vision in which the existence, the destiny and the feelings of our own selves and other people come before us. The art of poetry is accomplished...in the stylized and simplified forms which are transformed out of real, everyday life into images divorced of real, everyday content. -Georg Simmel in Sociology of Literature and Drama, editors: Elizabeth and Tom Burns, Penguin, 1973, p.309. Poetry enters vitally into many aspects of Prose....the whole antithesis crumbles beneath the weight of exceptions and borderline cases. The dichotomy is a product of our inbuilt philosophical tendency to reach for categorical simplifications. It makes little sense. -A.L. Close, “Don Quixote and the ‘Intentional Fallacy’”, On Literary Imagination: Critical Essays, editor: David Newton-De Molina, Edinburgh, University Press, 1976, pp.181-182. Poetry is a feat of the heart, of its subtle and mysterious style, a complexity of thoughts comes to occupy an usually small space with meaning and then moves, of a sudden, into the reverberating home of other minds where the space changes as in a mirror expanding, or like the sun on steel is reflected back with heat, warmth, but inert, hard, unmoved. There is a texture here in the outside bark, a remote longing wetness dew which I savour. And I lean back, too, and go into a garden which I plant and replant from moment to moment with the soundless music of fugitive thought. For this war is over fresh ground in a private landscape whose fruits, whose blossoms belong to all who understand who live beneath this common sky. Ron Price 13 September 1996 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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