But most commonly, it's one poem that I work on with a lot of intensity.
I'm afraid we live at the mercy of a power, maybe a God, without mercy. And yet we find it, as I have, from others.
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What this quote means
The quote reflects on the paradox of divine power and human compassion, highlighting the contrast between a potentially merciless higher power and the mercy found in human relationships.
In this quote, Philip Levine expresses a deep contemplation on the nature of existence, suggesting that humans may be subject to an indifferent or merciless divine force. However, amidst this bleak perspective, he recognizes the kindness and mercy that can be found in human connections, showcasing the duality of despair and hope in human relationships and the search for compassion in a seemingly harsh world.
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During a philosophical debate about the nature of divinity in a literature class.
More from Philip Levine
All quotes →Meet some people who care about poetry the way you do. You'll have that readership. Keep going until you know you're doing work that's worthy. And then see what happens. That's my advice.
It's ironic that while I was a worker in Detroit, which I left when I was twenty six, my sense was that the thing that's going to stop me from being a poet is the fact that I'm doing this crummy work.
If that voice that you created that is most alive in the poem isn't carried throughout the whole poem, then I destroy where it's not there, and I reconstruct it so that that voice is the dominant voice in the poem.
I'm saying look, here they come, pay attention. Let your eyes transform what appears ordinary, commonplace, into what it is, a moment in time, an observed fragment of eternity.
Now I think poetry will save nothing from oblivion, but I keep writing about the ordinary because for me it's the home of the extraordinary, the only home.
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