Jan 6, 2009

drawing


awesome!

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  1. Poetry
    by Marianne Moore

    I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond
    all this fiddle.
    Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one
    discovers in
    it after all, a place for the genuine.
    Hands that can grasp, eyes
    that can dilate, hair that can rise
    if it must, these things are important not because a

    high-sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because
    they are
    useful. When they become so derivative as to become
    unintelligible,
    the same thing may be said for all of us, that we
    do not admire what
    we cannot understand: the bat
    holding on upside down or in quest of something to

    eat, elephants pushing, a wild horse taking a roll, a tireless
    wolf under
    a tree, the immovable critic twitching his skin like a horse
    that feels a flea, the base-
    ball fan, the statistician--
    nor is it valid
    to discriminate against "business documents and

    school-books"; all these phenomena are important. One must make
    a distinction
    however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the
    result is not poetry,
    nor till the poets among us can be
    "literalists of
    the imagination"--above
    insolence and triviality and can present

    for inspection, "imaginary gardens with real toads in them,"
    shall we have
    it. In the meantime, if you demand on the one hand,
    the raw material of poetry in
    all its rawness and
    that which is on the other hand
    genuine, you are interested in poetry.

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