tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post1786858319149856887..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: William Carlos Williams: SolsticeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-87468132649028571472010-09-20T09:29:18.072-07:002010-09-20T09:29:18.072-07:00To pause in the moment forever...
("It's...To pause in the moment forever...<br /><br />("It's certainly true of life in general", quoth the bandaged-up Muse, "but not when you're having a horrible moment.")TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-30121502274068191362010-09-20T09:03:15.053-07:002010-09-20T09:03:15.053-07:00If the poem is really a distant cousin of Eastern ...If the poem is really a distant cousin of Eastern lyricism then perhaps what is favorable is the very moment the narrator is in, the pause if you will, when quietness reigns.<br /><br />Perhaps the day is favorable in and of itself.<br /><br />You've got my synapses firing on this. Thanks again for pointing to this great poem.<br /><br />DonIssa's Untidy Huthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07352841590717991698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-77187380462688963032010-09-20T05:56:33.133-07:002010-09-20T05:56:33.133-07:00Don,
Yes, and in that pregnant pause a feeling of...Don,<br /><br />Yes, and in that pregnant pause a feeling of the premonitory at work.<br /><br />"It all depends on how you interpret 'favorable'", quoth the bandaged-up inhouse Oracle.<br /><br />Thinking about it now, a timid-to-mild elation...?TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-19870293440977421642010-09-20T03:42:20.275-07:002010-09-20T03:42:20.275-07:00The Williams poem is stunning. It calls to mind t...The Williams poem is stunning. It calls to mind the Eastern forms and more. <br /><br />It feels like a pause. Everything has stopped. <br /><br />The poem, without punctuation, feels incomplete, one wishes to fill the meter out with another line or two, as one fills in details with the finest haiku. The poem and its denouement take place in the reader's head, the reader finishes the poem. <br /><br />Which is what it feels like the Burchfield's do. They give us - the pause finished - what we know is yet to come.Issa's Untidy Huthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07352841590717991698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-65670022059585711752010-09-18T01:34:45.097-07:002010-09-18T01:34:45.097-07:00Thank you for appreciating this one, Curtis. It fe...Thank you for appreciating this one, Curtis. It felt a bit risky, given the seasonal reversal and that "parlous overhang", as you so aptly put it. But it's been that kind of period here -- darkness at noon, "parlous times" to retrieve a phrase from ancient history. When the rational mind hits a wall, what remains but intuition...<br /><br />I picked up in the Williams poem a curious sense of someone whistling in the dark (the dark of the year, the dark of the world of those times). The early Burchfield transfiguration of the meaning of "home", the protection of interiors from the buffeting of world storms, seemed to me a metaphor for refuge in a larger sense. And, oddly enough, Williams' phrase "no wind" almost seemed to conjure up its opposite: a great fearful wind that might at any moment blow everything away like a structure of matchsticks.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-88278137284529807732010-09-17T18:51:35.618-07:002010-09-17T18:51:35.618-07:00I've never seen these Burchfields and I'm ...I've never seen these Burchfields and I'm unfamiliar with the Williams poem as well, but all three seem "meant" for each other, despite the nearly 20 years that separates them. Notwithstanding the parlous overhang of the Burchfields and the slightly sinister implication of the Williams, I find these really comforting and cosy tonight. I'm quite sure I'll be pulling this up when the Solstice arrives.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com