Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.
Wallace StevensRead
The poet makes silk dresses out of worms.
Interpretation
Creativity transforms ordinary materials into extraordinary art.
This quote illustrates the transformative power of art and creativity, suggesting that a poet, like a skilled artisan, can take mundane subjects and turn them into something beautiful and valuable, much like how silk is derived from silkworms. It emphasizes the role of the artist in taking the raw materials of life and weaving them into masterful expressions that resonate with deeper meanings and emotions.
In practice
In a speech celebrating local artists, this quote can be used to highlight the creative process.
Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.
Most modern reproducers of life, even including the camera, really repudiate it. We gulp down evil, choke at good.
After one has abandoned a belief in God, poetry is that essence which takes its place as life's redemption.
Why should she give her bounty to the dead? What is divinity if it can come Only in silent shadows and in dreams?
LIGHT FROM WITHIN my friend, cancer got you damn it: you had it beat for seven years at least. how did it come back? Why all that pain. again. and you, such a fighter you fought me over and over with tears and words and promises. you fought for me with honesty and a light so bright it hurts my heart. sweet lorna. at peace now finally no more battles, just light from within a flickering candle in the dark burns with you.
Unfortunately there is nothing more inane than an Easter carol. It is a religious perversion of the activity of Spring in our blood.
I wonder if I don't give too much of myself to writing: I am always half where I am; the other half is feeding the furnace, kick-starting the heat of creativity. I am making love with someone but at the same time I'm noticing how this graceful hand across my belly might just fit in with the memory of lilacs in Albuquerque in 1974.
One day, I will be a poet. Water will depend on my visions.
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise!Vanishd unseasonably
Architects work in two ways. One is to respond precisely to a client's needs or demands. Another is to look at what the client asks and reinterpret it.
I have never followed fashion. What is fashion to me? I just think of things that inspire me, that inspire women, and I design that way.
I don't really know why an idea comes to me. But all of a sudden, an idea comes and from experience I can intuit what something means when an interesting line pops up. Or I can intuit what an interesting choice might be. And I can try a couple of different choices, and see which one feels right, and then continue the song to see where it goes.
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