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all those many moons ago when I pointed out your stunning ignorance of Blake's poetry
Chapter and verse, girlfriend. If I recall, you attempted to argue that "London" was about "words creating reality", referring to it as "that poem with the mind-forged manacles". They're mind-forg'd manacles. And London is not about words creating reality. And you are an idiot.
Hmmm. No hate. A certain amount of contempt, perhaps.
Ah, here we are:
You know, sometimes a huggle just doesn't seem enough. Like someone who, having previously mustered "something about 'mind-forged manacles' in Blake" (which possibly passes for erudition when you're in the heart of a sun), now suggests that I re-read the poem, "London", that he was unable to name or quote beyond three words.
Oh, and it's "mind-forg'd" by the way, not "mind-forged". There's an image-mapped reproduction of the original engraving here.
Solaris
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At 11:48 13.12.2001:
Oooh, tetchy. Re-read it, carefully, and think about the social and spiritual implications of the phrase 'mind forged/'d/whatever manacles'. Blake was never purely political, and where exactly does 'politics' end and 'psychology' begin, one wonders? And yes, it is hot in here, so apologies for brevity of postings.
Kit-Cat Club
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At 11:48 13.12.2001:
Perhaps I'm being obtuse, but I still don't see what the phrase 'mind-forg'd manacles' has to do with words creating reality. Mind creating reality, maybe, but not words or discourse.
Alki Pepoithos
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At 11:48 13.12.2001:
Yes. It is a political poem. As I said. Not a *purely* political poem. And has nothing to do with words creating reality. Possibly if they were "word-forg'd manacles", with the next stanza explaining:
And that is not a metaphor,
They're made of words, they really are,
Which makes them even better for
Solaris, the poetic star.
Nor, incidentally does psychology. And if you would like to explain how "social implications" lie outside "political writi-"
Oh, fuck it. We're not going to get anything out of this except that blend of ignorance and arrogance that characterises so *much* discussion on Barbelith. As I said, if you had known the title or more than three words of the poem, I might have more time for your lucid and clear-sighted analysis.
So, yes. You began with "Something about 'mind-forged manacles'", and then went on to demonstrate through vague and evasive flannel your ignorance not only of the poem (you didn;t know the title, for God's sake - forgive me if I don't bow to the East, but of Blake's political project. |
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