tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178279.post661930933090002931..comments2024-03-28T05:13:13.921-04:00Comments on Books, Inq. — The Epilogue: Good intentions ...Frank Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18410473158808750903noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178279.post-84233205309816540772010-08-17T13:38:15.622-04:002010-08-17T13:38:15.622-04:00Always a good companion, is Master Basho. I always...Always a good companion, is Master Basho. I always take his Narrow Road into the woods with me, as well.Art Durkeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07463180236975988432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178279.post-58251631245966527552010-08-17T11:40:31.529-04:002010-08-17T11:40:31.529-04:00I have been spending a good of my time in the moun...I have been spending a good of my time in the mountains in the company of Basho.Frank Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18410473158808750903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178279.post-73817253009644007792010-08-17T10:48:41.603-04:002010-08-17T10:48:41.603-04:00It's an argument for smallness, for lyrical di...It's an argument for smallness, for lyrical disengagement, for all those things that make poetry meaningless to anyone but the poet. As for poets who directly changed or at least strongly influenced the world, one think of Homer, of Rumi, Cicero, and some others. One thing Rumi had was passionate intensity, "on fire" with life, with God, with love. How quickly that is dismissed by those too timid to be equally passionate or engaged. Poets who just want to go off in the corner and not bother anyone are again one reason no one cares about poetry anymore.Art Durkeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07463180236975988432noreply@blogger.com