tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post8728605499327596572..comments2023-09-26T08:04:43.755-07:00Comments on Mark Doty: Dirty, Poorly DressedMark Dotyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04148162515300148887noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-36743885888946884932009-01-19T10:34:00.000-08:002009-01-19T10:34:00.000-08:00I was actually working on those poems last year, w...I was actually working on those poems last year, with Dr. Baker. Agree that the extant translations seem literal (if not faithful) but they don't really breathe, you know?russelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13896356298809770494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-84126698902779578172008-11-15T23:01:00.000-08:002008-11-15T23:01:00.000-08:00Thanks Mark. I read this completely differently th...Thanks Mark. I read this completely differently the second time around. The soul finds its heart on the dogs path...no one wants to go there, to, as you say," get down in the dirt, off the big highway, nose to the ground," except, according to Bolano, a poet with nothing left to do. This is such a powerful image, the soul traveling the dogs' path - finding the shattered heart in the life of the body...a place I know I avoid even though, paradoxically, it is where, I think, we enter eternity. <BR/><BR/>I picture my dog Clyde on our daily walks, his nose to the ground and imagine him coming upon Bolano's heart in the grass, looking up at me as if to say, "Let's see you do better!" <BR/><BR/>This has been a good meditation.<BR/><BR/>Thanks, Mark!Kelly Thompson https://www.blogger.com/profile/03632088803987813212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-89374982322224763202008-11-14T16:44:00.000-08:002008-11-14T16:44:00.000-08:00Well, the dogs' path -- down in the dirt, off the ...Well, the dogs' path -- down in the dirt, off the big highway, nose close to the ground, path of the body,<BR/>path where the unwanted or the unseen walk...?Mark Dotyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04148162515300148887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-72893305677432296232008-11-14T13:55:00.000-08:002008-11-14T13:55:00.000-08:00I like this poem a lot, especially the first half....I like this poem a lot, especially the first half. I am wondering what the "dogs path" represents to the poet. It could be anything, of course; what comes to mind is a path that is somehow considered less than or inferior to the path of the soul. The soul comes upon it and the heart and sees/recognizes itself in the "poorly dressed", "dirty", heart "filled with love". It seems, again, referring to "the path", that only the heart is willing to go "where no one wants to go". That, once a "poet" (artist) has exhausted the more cerebral realms of his/her art (or love?), once he/she is done with the images, the heart alone is left to speak. For some reason, I also think of Rilke when I read this. <BR/>Only a dog loves completely.Kelly Thompson https://www.blogger.com/profile/03632088803987813212noreply@blogger.com