Love makes a world of
perceptions. I saw you see
Rome for the first time
when I saw Rome through
your eyes. That’s how love works. Your
Eternal City
walled in honey light
is mine. Fountain to fountain
your Rome waters mine.
Love makes a world of
perceptions. I saw you see
Rome for the first time
when I saw Rome through
your eyes. That’s how love works. Your
Eternal City
walled in honey light
is mine. Fountain to fountain
your Rome waters mine.
The images of golden light and of water create impressions of translucence. As the reader goes through the poem, she starts to experience the tensions of togetherness and distance. We feel the poignancy of the poet’s viewpoint as we find ‘my’ and ‘your’ Rome shared, interdependent and interpenetrating, and yet separate. And perhaps this pognancy leads us to reflect on every person’s finitude and community.
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Yes and there’s the idea of origins and firstness, and so immanent otherness, if you will. Perception in this phenomenological sense reverses subject/object to triangles of participation. Why all the science? These poems are weighted with a grief that would otherwise render me mute.
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Yes. The reversal of teh subject-object relationship is extremely perceptive and thought-provoking. I don’t think you were apologising – except maybe in the sense of apoologia! – but there’s no need to apologise for all the phenomenology. And I am very glad you hav e not been left mute.
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