If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
Is it not certain that the Creator yawns in earthquake and thunder and other popular displays, but toils in rounding the delicate spiral of a shell? -Yeats, The Trembling of the Veil
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that the grand events of nature may not signify a conscious effort by the Creator, while the finer details reflect true craftsmanship.
In this quote, Yeats proposes a reflection on the nature of creation and divine involvement. He contrasts the dramatic forces of nature, such as earthquakes and thunderstorms, which seem to occur without intent, with the intricate and meticulous design found in a simple shell. This implies that true artistry and care might be found in the subtle and delicate aspects of existence rather than in overt displays of power, leading to a profound contemplation of the essence of creation and the role of the Creator.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
In a discussion on art and creation, one might quote Yeats to emphasize the importance of attention to detail.
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