tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post8142964376780775068..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Keatsiana: Melancholy Watch, the Downs (September 1820); with a selection from Deep Keats ScrollsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-1031480309651947302014-04-17T14:42:19.876-07:002014-04-17T14:42:19.876-07:00Many thanks, David.Many thanks, David.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-27532969737282853742014-04-17T09:42:35.475-07:002014-04-17T09:42:35.475-07:00I love the scrolls. DLI love the scrolls. DLLord Charliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00000494283344826691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-89557701064788531242013-05-06T16:02:49.056-07:002013-05-06T16:02:49.056-07:00Tom!! Those are amazing!! Wow wow wow.... I have a...Tom!! Those are amazing!! Wow wow wow.... I have an idea now. Will write more about it....Marie Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07787850063283960703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-44032710003245310092013-03-21T06:10:32.550-07:002013-03-21T06:10:32.550-07:00Many thanks, peeps.
Ah, those were the days of f...Many thanks, peeps. <br /><br />Ah, those were the days of frigging the imagination harmlessly!TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-53043502575319847452013-03-20T17:17:05.443-07:002013-03-20T17:17:05.443-07:00I, on the other hand, have never seen nor heard of...I, on the other hand, have never seen nor heard of the <i>Deep Keats Scrolls</i>. Fucking brilliant!tpwhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05909239000589253931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-76920221488291116312013-03-20T16:53:27.865-07:002013-03-20T16:53:27.865-07:00beautiful images...and the watercolor...!beautiful images...and the watercolor...!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-70541781343602668412013-03-20T11:11:37.783-07:002013-03-20T11:11:37.783-07:00A virtual class reunion -- wonderful!A virtual class reunion -- wonderful!TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-71785500931117560262013-03-20T11:07:32.482-07:002013-03-20T11:07:32.482-07:00I love your poem and seeing the scrolls again. No...I love your poem and seeing the scrolls again. Nora mentioned claiming one particular chair in the room. I usually sat in the one to the left, just inside the door, close to the scrolls.Marciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17150292834089323928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-70077174687564907042013-03-20T10:38:50.087-07:002013-03-20T10:38:50.087-07:00Nora,
A lovely memory that, for us too... not muc...Nora,<br /><br />A lovely memory that, for us too... not much has changed here, though the encroaching redwood branches out the window have grown, as the shades of evening come down... though of course the shades ought to be retreating, as tomorrow is the advent of Spring.<br /><br />But today the small rain doth fall.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-60674471103707672502013-03-20T09:49:51.159-07:002013-03-20T09:49:51.159-07:00This is an amazing poem, and particularly resonant...This is an amazing poem, and particularly resonant now that I spend so many crepuscular hours on the water. <br /><br />And it's wonderful to see the Keats scrolls again! I feel like I'm back in your front room, in the chair with the pink cushion (which I grew oddly territorial over), my back to the darkening window.Norahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14439557611640319928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-74876002834529500282013-03-20T09:47:08.720-07:002013-03-20T09:47:08.720-07:00The flight from category into particularization ma...The flight from category into particularization may be involuntary, as in the case of someone losing the verbal outlines of things yet at the same time (and perhaps in consequence of that loss) feeling an intensification of the experience of the things themselves. <br /><br />This is here imagined to have been the state of things for the weakened and dying Keats, aboard the Maria Crowther, becalmed off the South Downs on that slow, agonizing final passage from England to Italy.<br /><br />(Incidentally, the concussive blow to the parietal lobe from impact with a speeding automobile had a somewhat similar effect for me: in the days and weeks following the accident and indeed intermittently ever since, there is the odd and often frustrating gap between the thing thought of or seen, and its name; with the resultant recognition that while a useful temporary convenience, having command of the names of things offers a tempting shortcut way round the necessarily more complicated, yet often much richer actual experience of them as they are; much like walking through a museum which has no tags attached to the displayed works, so that one cannot simply move past on the moving ramp of a prior "knowing", but must stop, pause, look, and let what is seen sink in, without the convenient dismissal of a pigeonholing...)TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-65972247125685670602013-03-20T09:03:45.490-07:002013-03-20T09:03:45.490-07:00Momently there are two flights of gulls moving
One...Momently there are two flights of gulls moving<br />One to the east into the dark and one<br />Out of the west, in the last rays of the sun,<br />Left and right so entirely dissimilar<br />That the name gull quite falls from them<br />As I watch<br /><br />Animals shaking off that Adamic spell, flight from the order of the same, from category.<br /><br />Momently: a word with some Sun heat/stillness in it.<br />Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.com