Because we rarely post poems on this blog, because it is one of the greatest poems in our language, and because I cannot get the first line of the poem out of my mind:

The Brain โ€” is wider than the Sky โ€”
For โ€” put them side by side โ€”
The one the other will contain
With ease โ€” and You โ€” beside โ€”

The Brain is deeper than the sea โ€”
For โ€” hold them โ€” Blue to Blue โ€”
The one the other will absorb โ€”
As Sponges โ€” Buckets โ€” do โ€”

The Brain is just the weight of God โ€”
For โ€” Heft them โ€” Pound for Pound โ€”
And they will differ โ€” if they do โ€”
As Syllable from Sound โ€”

My ear tells me that Annie Wagner’s tweets are not unrelated to this form of American poetry.

Charles Mudede—who writes about film, books, music, and his life in Rhodesia, Zimbabwe, the USA, and the UK for The Stranger—was born near a steel plant in Kwe Kwe, Zimbabwe. He has no memory...

3 replies on “Poetry and Consciousness”

  1. Beautiful, Charles, thank you for posting.

    That Miss Emily was quite a character, wasn’t she? I think we still really don’t understand her more than a fraction or so, and I don’t just mean her poems…. A peculiarly American voice, indeed.

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