tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post1583258527612020016..comments2023-09-26T08:04:43.755-07:00Comments on Mark Doty: Poems of TransformationMark Dotyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04148162515300148887noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-78565905080074731212009-02-08T09:35:00.000-08:002009-02-08T09:35:00.000-08:00That you for sharing that poem. I have been study...That you for sharing that poem. I have been studying/teaching "The Birth of Tragedy" by Nietzsche recently, and I couldn't help by think about how the last stanza captures the essense of the power of art through an Apollonian and Dionysian blend.<BR/><BR/>Apollo - the God of self-awareness and the shimmering Sun. Dionysus - the God of losing one's self and intoxication.<BR/><BR/>These are the moments that are invigorating beyond comprehension unless we've also experienced it ourselves.Willhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08489389956068297403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-13076370677104492222009-01-27T11:07:00.000-08:002009-01-27T11:07:00.000-08:00I love that image of the mirror, flashing the ligh...I love that image of the mirror, flashing the light, to where it isn't... it's very exciting in fact, the sense of redirection, and the sense of how strong that light is!<BR/><BR/>It sounds like a great exercise, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-71407188796348982822009-01-25T22:04:00.000-08:002009-01-25T22:04:00.000-08:00The Annunciation has inspired a lot of poets. My ...The Annunciation has inspired a lot of poets. My favorite is by Denise Levertov. Here's a short selection from it:<BR/><BR/>Aren’t there annunciations<BR/>of one sort or another<BR/>in most lives?<BR/> Some unwillingly<BR/>undertake great destinies,<BR/>enact them in sullen pride,<BR/>uncomprehending.<BR/> More often<BR/>those moments<BR/> when roads of light and storm<BR/> open from darkness in a man or woman,<BR/>are turned away from<BR/>in dread, in a wave of weakness, in despair<BR/>and with relief.<BR/>Ordinary lives continue.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I think Marie may have been channeling Rilke who also has an<BR/>Annunciation poem. A small selection:<BR/><BR/>It did not scare her that he entered,<BR/>but that he was so utterly present, the angel,<BR/>bearing a young man's face, and turned to her;<BR/>that his gaze and hers, looking up to him, collided<BR/>as if everything outside had become empty,<BR/>and everything that millions saw, did, wore<BR/>became condensed in them:<BR/><BR/>Well those are the readings for our Sunday service!Howard C. Rubinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04218947337745698640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-44719436679005589572009-01-25T19:22:00.000-08:002009-01-25T19:22:00.000-08:00Thank you for that poem! My favorite painting in a...Thank you for that poem! My favorite painting in all the world is Fr'a Angelico's "Annunication" in Florence, Italy. This poem should go alongside it.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-16031042780612413072009-01-25T10:56:00.000-08:002009-01-25T10:56:00.000-08:00Thank you for the Marie Howe poem. I will carry it...Thank you for the Marie Howe poem. I will carry it around in my wallet for the rest of my life.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16276610231260863101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-74273586768016947982009-01-24T16:55:00.000-08:002009-01-24T16:55:00.000-08:00Glorious Howe poem; thank you for including it her...Glorious Howe poem; thank you for including it here.<BR/><BR/>I would love to see some of your students' responses to Song of Myself, and to get a sense for the kinds of new works which arose out of their interactions with that text. I'm deeply interested in this kind of metaconversation -- ekphrasis, poems arising out of artwork (and vice versa), poems arising out of other poems. The way in which being in conversation with one another and one another's works can shape the work that we ourselves do.rbarenblathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10882606147795083729noreply@blogger.com