Inspiring me this week is Snow by one of my favourite poets, Louis MacNeice. MacNeice was, like so many poets, pulled towards capturing the beautiful, as he saw it, expressed in the world.
In this poem he masterfully mixes diametrically different ideas and images to capture the intensity and complexity that can explode and fill a single visual moment.
The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink rose against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.
World is crazier and more of it than we think
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.
And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes -
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palm of one’s hands –
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.
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