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As as religion, it's about going to hell,
with porcini rises. I am somewhere else [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], unattended as with.
The discussion of taste is abruptly supplanted by a mediation on religion and its clash on the speaker and present-day society. The discussion effortlessly maintains the intonation of the previous stanza:
In the end,
though merely 1 percentage thinks they'll bring an end to ... there,
John Ashberys idiosyncratically perspicuous poem Novelty Love Trot peers into the consciousness of a speaker that knows naught about everything and hasnt a complaint in this world.
though Ive not been consoled
The cluelessness of the speaker is consoling in a globe that is full of itself with every Tom, Joe, Dick, and Harriet who thinks they are specialists because of an online article they peruse last night (an article without a single respectable reference).
The speakers mystic use of the pronouns us and them is reminiscent of Ashberys earlier avant-garde manner, yet it is less abstract because the converge is on humanity and the poets place amid everyone. The poet is
I must get back to my elegy (lines 25-29).
by them. Well, once maybe (lines 2-5)
What others think
After the quasi-serious discussion of modern religion the focus shifts to an off-beat reflection on seasons / and picnicking and a canny reference to the before stanza when A waft from a tree branch / and [the speaker is] in heaven (lines 14-15). The sitcom is surpassed along the Romantic, Whitmanesque reference to ecology and its illimitable beauty and power. The third stanza is no just humor because it alludes to perdition and companions / who are not far off (lines 17-1.
of us is the only thing that materials,
Singular Enjoyment is Pluralistic
The speaker introduces itself as one who likes biographies and bibliographies, / and cultural studies (lines 1-2). The speaker is quirky and whimsical with the ironic, interior verse showcasing a comical width of taste. The speaker next examines melody and the
The terminal stanza is indecisive reverting back to entities we enjoy (line 19). But what is enjoyed is not prevalent [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], it is subjective, and when one is speaking about their pleasures the listeners consideration has cornered to someone else (line 21). The speaker casually states, Darlings, well entire be known fhardly everme detail, / some notch in the chiseled brow, but it wont measure many / in the scales careening pan (lines 23-25). The fatalism of the previous lines weighs ponderous because the tone is so friendly and genuine.
tastes
who thinks he's going to heaven [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], whereas my reasons
isn't it? I read that 30% of Americans deem in hell,
to us and to them. You are stuffing squash blossoms
would be hard to unravel (lines 6-13).
which says a lot approximately us, and about the additional religions.
I'm probably the only American
The focus on hell for opposed to an ethereal thinking of heaven is both a scathing perusal of the United States and its mindset as well as a refreshing tread back from archetypically Christian ideals. The speakers irresoluteness is so tastefully people.
escape to Lizsts Consolations, particularly the flatter ones
Read on
A.R. Ammons "In View of the Fact"
"John" By Cynthia Lennon
Pierce Carroll, Costs of Honesty in At Freddie's
What the Hell?
Heaven on Earth
Everyone Dies
Nobody believes in heaven. Hell is what gets them bombarded up.
Taste is Genius
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