Nothing that is not there, and the nothing that is

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When Gert’s father died she used some of her (vast) inheritance to take a flight over the Antarctic.

Read Wallace Stevens’ The Snowman here

http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/stevens-snowman.html

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3 thoughts on “Nothing that is not there, and the nothing that is

  1. I confess to not understanding the last line of ‘The Snowman’. Perhaps we could make a small collection of winter poems, now we’re starting to come out of it in our part of the world. There’s that lovely one you shared with us in French, ‘Janvier’ by Jacques Reda – a January that contains so much hope towards new life, compared with Wallace Stevens – ?

    1. He has an unearthly, inhuman quality to him that you either like or not. Certainly he’s not into emotion. I’m sure he wasn’t a meditator, but it reminds me of that experience experienced meditators talk about when the intensity of concentration takes you to a point of pure nothingness.

      What a good idea about winter poems. I’m going to spend the afternoon looking through my books. Off the top of my head I can think of Emily Bronte’s “Cold in the earth and the deep snow piled above thee”, Shakespeare “How like a winter hath my absence been”, Auden “He disappeared in the dead of winter” and Eliot “Midwinter spring is its own season”.
      I’ll put up a post in a week or so. Let me know if you think of some.

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