What do they mean when they say : \u00ab I do not like your poems ; you have no faith wha\u00adte\u00adver. You seem nei\u00adther to have suf\u00adfe\u00adred nor, in fact, to have felt any\u00adthing very dee\u00adply. There is nothing appea\u00adling in what you say but on the contra\u00adry the poems are posi\u00adti\u00adve\u00adly repel\u00adlant. They are heart\u00adless, cruel, they make fun of huma\u00adni\u00adty. What in God\u2019s name do you mean ? Are you a pagan ? Have, you no tole\u00adrance for human frail\u00adty ? Rhyme you may per\u00adhaps take away but rythm ! why there is none in your work wha\u00adte\u00adver. Is this what you call poe\u00adtry ? It is the very anti\u00adthe\u00adsis of poe\u00adtry. It is anti\u00adpoe\u00adtry. It is the anni\u00adhi\u00adla\u00adtion of life upon which you are bent. Poetry that used to go hand in hand with life, poe\u00adtry that inter\u00adpre\u00adted our dee\u00adpest promp\u00adtings, poe\u00adtry that ins\u00adpi\u00adred, that led us for\u00adward to new dis\u00adco\u00adve\u00adries, new depths of tole\u00adrance, new heights of exal\u00adta\u00adtion. You moderns ! it is the death of poe\u00adtry that you are accom\u00adpli\u00adshing. No. I can\u00adnot unders\u00adtand this work. You have not yet suf\u00adfe\u00adred a cruel blow from life. When you have suf\u00adfe\u00adred you will write differently ? \u00bb<\/p>\n
Perhaps this noble apos\u00adtro\u00adphy means some\u00adthing ter\u00adrible for me, I am not cer\u00adtain, but for the moment I inter\u00adpret it to say : \u00ab You have rob\u00adbed me. God,. I am naked. What shall I do ? \u00bb \u2014 By it they mean that when I have suf\u00adfe\u00adred (pro\u00advi\u00added I have not done so as yet) I too shall run for cover ; that I too shall\u201d seek refuge in fan\u00adta\u00adsy. And mind you, I do not say that I will not. To deco\u00adrate my age.<\/p>\n
But today it is different.<\/p>\n
The rea\u00adder knows him\u00adself as he was twen\u00adty years ago and he has also in mind a vision of what he would be, some day. Oh, some day ! But the thing he never knows and never dares to know is what he is at the exact moment that he is. And this moment is the only thing in which I am at all inter\u00ades\u00adted. Ergo, who cares for any\u00adthing I do ? And what do I care ?<\/p>\n
I love my fel\u00adlow crea\u00adture. Jesus, how I love him : end\u00adways, side\u00adways, front\u00adways and all the other ways \u2014 but he doesn\u2019t exist ! Neither does she. I do, in a bas\u00adtard\u00adly sort of way.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
What do they mean when they say : \u00ab I do not like your poems ; you have no faith wha\u00adte\u00adver. You seem nei\u00adther to have suf\u00adfe\u00adred nor, in fact, to have felt any\u00adthing very dee\u00adply. There is nothing appea\u00adling in what you say but on the contra\u00adry the poems are posi\u00adti\u00adve\u00adly repel\u00adlant. They are heart\u00adless, cruel, they [\u2026]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"quote","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"wp_typography_post_enhancements_disabled":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[2219,852,1631,2984,34,2515,2985],"class_list":["post-19498","post","type-post","status-publish","format-quote","hentry","category-non-classe","tag-art-vie","tag-experience","tag-expression","tag-nonsense","tag-poesie","tag-poesie-americaine","tag-suspicion","post_format-post-format-quote"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19498","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=19498"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19498\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=19498"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=19498"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=19498"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}