"images as thresholds" especially struck
a transcendental note with me. (But then
I've been steeping myself in Emerson of
late...)
And I'm seeing more and more just how
liberated you are from the tryanny of the
metric foot as an organizing principal...
opting (as I believe I have) instead for a
line in which stress governs rhythm, since
they seem so instinctive and, without
my meaning to imply a lack of subtlety (no,
no especially with that "blackbird horning
in/all ways again") I'm even going to inch
out on a swaying limb to say they have a
primal quality. Thank you for it.
Chrs,
Gerald
> what hornucopia can hold
> such a backpack of c & w
>
> bent notes strung out & interleaved
>
> 'go' gone
> sound the lyric lists toward
>
> images as thresholds
> each one a door
> way through or to
>
> what singing note
> to a future ear
>
> waiting so long now
> is she still
>
> caught forever in those
> cares and woes
>
> the blackbird horning in
> all ways again
>
> Wednesday April 13 2005
>
> Douglas Barbour
> Department of English
> University of Alberta
> Edmonton Alberta T6G 2E5 Canada
> (780) 436 3320
> http://www.ualberta.ca/~dbarbour/dbhome.htm
>
> Hand and mind
> and heart one
> ground to walk on,
> field to plough.
>
> Robert Creeley
>
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