But poets were not considered dangerous and they were advised to exercise self-censorship. At most, poets were requested not to write at all. I took advantage of this negative liberty.
Eugenio MontaleRead
Man cannot produce a single work without the assistance of the slow, assiduous, corrosive worm of thought.
Interpretation
Thought is essential for creativity and production.
Eugenio Montale emphasizes the importance of deep, reflective thinking in the creative process. The 'worm of thought' signifies the persistent and often laborious nature of contemplating ideas, suggesting that meaningful work cannot be achieved without the thorough mulling over of thoughts and concepts.
In practice
This quote can be used in a creative writing workshop to emphasize the importance of introspection.
But poets were not considered dangerous and they were advised to exercise self-censorship. At most, poets were requested not to write at all. I took advantage of this negative liberty.
There is poetry even in prose, in all the great prose which is not merely utilitarian or didactic: there exist poets who write in prose or at least in more or less apparent prose; millions of poets write verses which have no connection with poetry.
Mass communication, radio, and especially television, have attempted, not without success, to annihilate every possibility of solitude and reflection.
It has often been observed that the repercussion of poetic language on prose language can be considered a decisive cut of a whip.
I have always knocked at the door of that wonderful and terrible enigma which is life.
For my part, if I consider poetry as an object, I maintain that it is born of the necessity of adding a vocal sound (speech) to the hammering of the first tribal music.
Because we believe that our ethnic group, our society, our political party, our God, is better than your God, we kill each other.
The theory seems to be that as long as a man is a failure he is one of God's children, but that as soon as he succeeds he is taken over by the Devil.
How much more of the mosque, of prayer and fasting?_x000D_ _x000D_ Better go drunk and begging round the taverns._x000D_ _x000D_ Khayyam, drink wine, for soon this clay of yours_x000D_ _x000D_ Will make a cup, bowl, one day a jar._x000D_ _x000D_ When once you hear the roses are in bloom,_x000D_ _x000D_ Then is the time, my love, to pour the wine;_x000D_ _x000D_ Houris and palaces and Heaven and Hell-_x000D_ _x000D_ These are but fairy-tales, forget them all.
Forget about enlightenment. Sit down wherever you are and listen to the wind that is singing in your veins. Feel the love, the longing and the fear in your bones. Open your heart to who you are, right now, not who you would like to be. Not the saint you're striving to become. But the being right here before you, inside you, around you. All of you is holy. You're already more and less than whatever you can know. Breathe out, look in, let go.
No matter what lens you use, no matter what speed the film, no matter how you develop it, no matter how you print it, you cannot say more than you can see.
Humanity needs justice, peace and love and we can have this only by returning with our hearts towards God who is the source of all this.
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