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ARTISTS FORVM
that provide a forum for the discussion of ideas that surround and
inform an artist's work. ARTISTS FORVM presents work in the con-
related to the exhibitions. The programs-artist talks, critical lectures, panel discussions, workshops and demonstrations, poetry
Editor's Note: This was originally a panel talk delivered at the most recent
annual conference of the Association of Scholars and Literary Critics, held in
Boston last August. The assigned topic for the panel was "The Poetry/Prose
Distinction."
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Bethany's gesture is economically interesting in itself, but the place where they
cross-the moment when Judas cries
the ointment.
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him,
goes about it. He is not of course writing poetry but his story has the struc-
ture of a poetic event and may be analogically useful. He frames the story in
two references to death-Lazarus' at
the beginning and Christ's at the end.
Notice the content of these referencesboth are stories of resurrection.
In between the two immortal mortals
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which would mean "gift of God"while the last verse hands Theodoros
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"Nothing on the dice," says the second line of the poem. This may be
another allusion to Celan's own poetic
Borderlines
The city was castle-like, compact, dense, multilayered, like the edifices of
Piranesi. Red brick predominated-it signified civilization-and on the
other side of the river wilderness began. He marched quickly; his companions, a he and a she, could hardly keep up. And suddenly he realized how
abstraction changes into reality: the spicy scents from stores, an enticing
vapor from passed-by kitchens, huge flitches of hams, taverns full of wine
drinkers, oh, to be thus restored to the senses, only that and nothing else.
Again
Again I was flying in my dream. As if my old body contained the potential of all movements prior to live beings, flying, swimming, crawling, run-
Warmth
ning.
could wonder. One day, suddenly, faces perfectly familiar appeared with
their mark of passed years, wrinkled, bleak, with gray hair or a shining
baldness. This sad sight was accompanied by a shock of realization: of
course, intensity is maintained by the bodily presence and animal warmth
of those who are persons and organisms at the same time. When their
vital energy weakens, and, together with it, its radiation, the cold of the
approaching glacier already is felt. Its big wall advances irresistibly,
crushing little rabbits, froggies, teeny people and their games. Later on,
there is only the history of arts, letters, and sciences. Nothing in fact can
be more or less faithfully reproduced, and in vain doctoral dissertations
try to dig up details. A few names survive and a question doomed to
remain unanswered: where did all that go?
Watering Can
Of a green color, standing in a shed by rakes and spades, it comes alive
when it is filled with water from the pond, and an abundant shower pours
from its nozzle, in an act, we feel it, of charity towards plants. It is not certain, however, that the watering can would have such a place in our memory, were it not for our training in noticing things. For, after all, we have
been trained. Our painters do not often imitate the Dutch, who liked to
paint still lifes, and yet photography contributes to our paying attention to
detail and the cinema taught us that objects, once they appear on the
screen, would participate in actions of the characters and therefore should
be noticed. There are also museums where canvases glorify not only
human figures and landscapes, but also a multitude of objects. The water-
ing can has thus a good chance of occupying a sizable place in our imagination, and, who knows, perhaps precisely in this, in our clinging to distinctly delineated shapes, does our hope reside, of salvation from the turbulent waters of nothingness and chaos.
-Czeslaw Milosz
(translated from the Polish by the author and Robert Hass)
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