In Europe life retreats out of the cold, and exquisite fireside myths have resulted—Balder, Persephone—but [in India] the retreat is from the source of life, the treacherous sun, and no poetry adorns it because disillusionment cannot be beautiful. Men yearn for poetry though they may not confess it; they desire that joy shall be graceful and sorrow august and infinity have a form, and India fails to accommodate them.
E.M. ForsterRhythm must have meaning.
Ezra PoundTags: poetry prosody ezra-pound
Every poet has his dream reader: mine keeps a look out for curious prosodic fauna like bacchics and choriambs.
W.H. AudenI suppose I'm saying that defiance is actually part of the lyric job
Seamus HeaneyWe say God and the imagination are one . . .
How high that highest candle lights the dark.
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