POETRY
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 that thereis init after all, a place for the genuine.Hands that can grasp, eyesthat can dilate, hair that can riseif it must, these things are important not because ahigh sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because they areuseful; when they become so derivative as to become unintelligible, thesame thing may be said for all of us—that wedo not admire whatwe cannot understand. The bat,holding on upside down or in quest of something toeat, elephants pushing, a wild horse taking a roll, a tireless wolf undera tree, the immovable critic twinkling his skin like a horse that feels a flea,the base-ball fan, the statistician—case after casecould be cited didone wish it; nor is it validto discriminate against “business documents andschool-booksâ€; all these phenomena are important. One must make a distinctionhowever: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is notpoetry,nor till the autocrats among us can be“literalists ofthe imaginationâ€â€”aboveinsolence and triviality and can presentfor inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we haveit. In the meantime, if you demand on one hand, in defiance of their opinion—the raw material of poetry inall its rawness andthat which is, on the other hand,genuine then you are interested in poetry.
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 that thereis init after all, a place for the genuine.Hands that can grasp, eyesthat can dilate, hair that can riseif it must, these things are important not because ahigh sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because they areuseful; when they become so derivative as to become unintelligible, thesame thing may be said for all of us—that wedo not admire whatwe cannot understand. The bat,holding on upside down or in quest of something toeat, elephants pushing, a wild horse taking a roll, a tireless wolf undera tree, the immovable critic twinkling his skin like a horse that feels a flea,the base-ball fan, the statistician—case after casecould be cited didone wish it; nor is it validto discriminate against “business documents andschool-booksâ€; all these phenomena are important. One must make a distinctionhowever: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is notpoetry,nor till the autocrats among us can be“literalists ofthe imaginationâ€â€”aboveinsolence and triviality and can presentfor inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we haveit. In the meantime, if you demand on one hand, in defiance of their opinion—the raw material of poetry inall its rawness andthat which is, on the other hand,genuine then you are interested in poetry.
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 that thereis init after all, a place for the genuine.Hands that can grasp, eyesthat can dilate, hair that can riseif it must, these things are important not because a
high sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because they areuseful; when they become so derivative as to become unintelligible, thesame thing may be said for all of us—that wedo not admire whatwe 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 undera tree, the immovable critic twinkling his skin like a horse that feels a flea,the base-ball fan, the statistician—case after casecould be cited didone wish it; nor is it validto discriminate against “business documents and
school-booksâ€; all these phenomena are important. One must make a distinctionhowever: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is notpoetry,nor till the autocrats among us can be“literalists ofthe imaginationâ€â€”aboveinsolence and triviality and can present
for inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we haveit. In the meantime, if you demand on one hand, in defiance of their opinion—the raw material of poetry inall its rawness andthat which is, on the other hand,genuine then you are interested in poetry.