By John Hollander
“Perfection is an extraordinary accomplishment, fairly in American poetry, and the perfection of a lot of Hollander’s paintings makes it crucial interpreting for an individual who certainly cares for the craft of poetry. yet in our fallen international we appear fated to price energy of perfection, and John Hollander’s poetry has proven a visionary strength simply usually adequate to safe him a spot as one of many significant figures of our moment.”
Vernon Shetley, The New Republic
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The viewpoint is right just for a second Of strolling by means of, for the attention that goals north of that scrapes The cracked sidewalks less than with the rainy element of its gaze. From In position the way in which WE stroll NOW It used to be now not that there have been merely the previous methods of going from one chamber to a different: we had discovered to mimic the noble stroll of these who had equipped, and dwelt in, the nice Palaces, relocating gravely in the course of the interconnecting rooms; conscious of the painted ceilings and the import of the photographs there for his or her lives, yet by no means desiring to seem up at them; unfastened between their footmen; roaming their areas and but on no account imprisoned within the fragile grandeur to which, within the afternoon mild, the rooms had fallen. We had realized thereafter to mock that stiff manner of jogging, and after that, to interchange it with our personal little dances and gallops; we roller-seated from room to room, or sometimes bicycled. Being restricted by means of the format used to be now not the purpose, nor used to be it what could or would possibly not have occurred to the houses—whether they have been certainly in ruins or in basic terms short of fix. We had all long past away someplace: off to battle, or to the town, or had shipped out for the East. and people people who lower back, or who had stayed anyplace it used to be, got here really evidently to move approximately within the box, or one of the hills or during the streets. firstly, it used to be virtually with memorized maps of the methods rooms opened off one another, and of simply what courts it was once on which many of the home windows gave; after that, without recollected plan, yet continuously relocating the higher for having began in a single of the good homes. yet then it virtually ceased to subject the place we have been. What had turn into worthwhile that we do in terms of amble, or of hop bypass and leap, had so taken over strength from mere position that it generated the shapes of area by which it moved, like a misplaced, overdue arrival in the beginning of a quest who had set out still, dreaming each one new sector into which he wandered. photos of the outdated locations nonetheless had a undeniable pathos; yet they weren't of ourselves or of our lives. the gap that were positioned among us and the homes stuffed filled with chambers was once utter, like that among the starry heavens above and the textual content lower than us, at the opened web page. per week within the nation a virus raged within the urban. In a zone close by, August fields have been shivering less than a truly heavy rain, yet for hours earlier than, the grasshoppers’ buzzings had crowded into any ear which could now not break out listening, and the excessive, gentle thunder were as effortless to disregard because the rumors relayed by way of Rube and Boob, the turnip farmers over the hill, and as dull. in the home, a trapped wasp sang head over heels in the windowpane, and softly butted the slender glass with a valid that used to be continually at the fringe of echoing a well-recognized noise. yet there isn't any tale to inform: Village existence had damaged down and the solitary heroisms of the easy ladies of their flowering yards had pale into darkening pages. The farms yielded their funds vegetation. those that huddled in the home throughout the lengthy rain, and rekindled the stubs of blue candle till there has been energy back, weren't going to inform outdated tales to cross the time as they taken care of unusual seeds in what mild there has been, or silently sat out the real thunder.