every time you read a poem, you are different, looking from a different place. with basho's frog, every time i read it, i have read more about it somewhere. or i have tried to rewrite into english the poem he must have written. i don't really like any of the translations i've ever read. they don't hold up for me.
the mystery of great literature is that wherever i go in life, it holds up, remains fresh, and my deeper experience of things just deepen my understanding of it.
a truly great work of art includes the unsaid unseen the liminal, the uncategorizable, so that we complete it with our own unconscious, it sets up reality in a way that we flow into it. so as we change, it changes. deepens, widens, gets more complex richer more multivalent. IMHO.
the mystery of great literature is that wherever i go in life, it holds up, remains fresh, and my deeper experience of things just deepen my understanding of it.
a truly great work of art includes the unsaid unseen the liminal, the uncategorizable, so that we complete it with our own unconscious, it sets up reality in a way that we flow into it. so as we change, it changes. deepens, widens, gets more complex richer more multivalent. IMHO.