Source: An Exposition of the Old and New Testament
“Art is something out of the ordinary commenting on the ordinary.”
Prosperity Without Growth: Foundations for the Economy of Tomorrow, 2017 edition, Routledge, page 20.
Prosperity Without Growth
Lights on Yoga (1935)
On Writing Poetry (1995)
Context: The day I became a poet was a sunny day of no particular ominousness. I was walking across the football field, not because I was sports-minded or had plans to smoke a cigarette behind the field house — the only other reason for going there — but because this was my normal way home from school. I was scuttling along in my usual furtive way, suspecting no ill, when a large invisible thumb descended from the sky and pressed down on the top of my head. A poem formed. It was quite a gloomy poem: the poems of the young usually are. It was a gift, this poem — a gift from an anonymous donor, and, as such, both exciting and sinister at the same time. I suspect this is the way all poets begin writing poetry, only they don't want to admit it, so they make up more rational explanations. But this is the true explanation, and I defy anyone to disprove it.
“If I create from the heart, nearly everything works; if from the head, almost nothing.”
