tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post3038234785974373275..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: George Herbert: I got me flowersUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-50509572486808472892015-04-06T00:58:45.954-07:002015-04-06T00:58:45.954-07:00Vassilis,
That albatross, I dimly speculated, wou...Vassilis,<br /><br />That albatross, I dimly speculated, would, after being killed by human detritus, only have suffered further insult by becoming the object of the gaze of its murderers.<br /><br />I don't know, it's just the feathers get me.<br /><br />Once the feathers are gone, and it's down to the bare bones of the matter, I can look, though I don't like looking.<br /><br /><a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/albatross.html" rel="nofollow">Albatross</a><br /><br />Plastic will be the death of the oceans and all their complexity of life -- unless, that is, something else cheap and useless we've created (there are so many candidates) gets the job done first. <br /><br />(When I say "we", of course, I mean good sound Germanic technical know-how -- to which we are all in debt not only for synthetics, but for so many other modern industrial abominations.)<br /><br />As to the Herbert -- the pure clear stream of what the Hollow-Bottomed Grand Poobah dismisses as "lyric quietude" -- I couldn't help thinking that even were the god so lovingly and subtly evoked in the poem to have arisen again, in times like these, far from the pastoral English village countryside, he'd find the perfumes and sweets all chased off by the ambient stink of exhaust fumes.<br /><br />That wonderful last vision at the end of the book and film 2001, in which, out there beyond Jupiter, it is revealed to David Bowman that there exist as possibility and promise, waiting in store, all these other worlds, is so beautiful, but now that we're down to it, I'm afraid it's the undeniable sad truth that this is the only planet, and therefore world, that will ever be given us, and we've fucked it up forever, not only for ourselves, which hardly matters, but for all other life.<br /><br />And that did matter, kind of.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-34075960096598063012015-04-06T00:11:43.232-07:002015-04-06T00:11:43.232-07:00Enjoyed the Herbert poem and the youtube link, tog...Enjoyed the Herbert poem and the youtube link, together with the accompanying pictures and I swear the two of us must be connected by some kind of psychic hyperlink, as I mentioned one of the photos you chose not to use from the Guardian’s series of April 1st—the beached albatross—in a poem on my blog the very same day you posted this one. vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-4849910041164221762015-04-05T00:14:07.004-07:002015-04-05T00:14:07.004-07:00George Herbert: "I got me flowers": Ralp...<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K3tjb7DxUn4" rel="nofollow">George Herbert: "I got me flowers": Ralph Vaughan Williams, from 5 Mystical Songs, performed by Michael Dallas</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com