This quote from Robert Frost gives me chills:
“Too many poets delude themselves by thinking the mind is dangerous, and must be left out. Well, the mind is dangerous and must be left in.”
This quote from Robert Frost gives me chills:
“Too many poets delude themselves by thinking the mind is dangerous, and must be left out. Well, the mind is dangerous and must be left in.”
This quote reminds me of the poet Stephen Dunn, who’s been strongly influenced by Frost. Dunn wrote somewhere that he’s come to prefer and to or — not love or hate, but love and hate, for example. If you haven’t read Dunn, you should try him. This poem, “To A Terrorist,” is a typically good one.
Though I don’t, as Dunn does (or did), consider the U. S. “smug.” Some of us, yes, but not most of us.
Michael – I will check out that poem when I have a second – I don’t know Dunn.
May I say, though: congratulations for not throwing out the entire author because he makes one statement you disagree with. I love that. So many people miss entire books/authors/etc. because they can’t get past that disagreement.
Some writers I can’t forgive — totalitarian-worshippers Neruda and G. B. Shaw come to mind. I don’t renounce them deliberately. Once I learn about their lives, their work repels me. But small differences are no real problem.
I cannot give up Shaw. He’s too good.
“Gentlemen, light your fires.”
Shaw was an abominable, inexcusably inhumane and unsympathetic person. But that says nothing about his work which, you’re right, is too good to pass up.
Let me analogize:
I meet a beautiful woman. I talk with her and learn she’s a nitwit. From then on, though I can see her beauty, it doesn’t stir me.
That’s pretty much the story of my feeling about Shaw. I didn’t choose to stop enjoying his work. It just happened.
Incidentally, someone, Yeats I think, said Shaw was the only man he’d ever met who spoke in complete paragraphs.