And at least in poetry you should feel free to lie. That is, not to lie, but to imagine what you want, to follow the direction of the poem.
Mark StrandRead
These wrinkles are nothing These gray hairs are nothing, This stomach which sags with old food, these bruised and swollen ankles, my darkening brain, they are nothing. I am the same boy my mother used to kiss.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the acceptance of aging and the enduring essence of the self beyond physical changes.
Mark Strand's quote speaks to the relationship between aging and identity, emphasizing that despite the physical transformations that occur over time, the core self remains unchanged. It suggests that our youthful spirit and the love we once received continue to define us, regardless of the inevitable signs of aging.
In practice
This quote could be used in a speech at a retirement party to highlight the continuing value of the individual beyond their physical appearance.
And at least in poetry you should feel free to lie. That is, not to lie, but to imagine what you want, to follow the direction of the poem.
...In another time, What cannot be seen will define us, and we shall be prompted To say that language is error, and all things are wronged By representation. The self, we shall say, can never be Seen with a disguise, and never be seen without one.
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No voice comes from outer space, from the folds of dust and carpets of wind to tell us that this is the way it was meant to happen, that if only we knew how long the ruins would last we would never complain.
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