Many good poems have a kind of window-moment in them—they change their direction of gaze in a way that suddenly opens a broadened landscape of meaning and feeling. Encountering such a moment, the reader breathes in some new infusion, as steeply perceptible as any physical window's increase of light, scent, sound, or air. The gesture is one of lifting, unlatching, releasing; mind and attention swing open to new-peeled vistas.
—Jane Hirshfield, "Close Reading: Windows," Ten Windows: How Great Poems Transform the World (Alfred A. Knopf, 2015.)
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best things ever said
Of the other poets, Baratýnsky
wrote very little prose, but this little contains a quite disproportionate
amount of the best things ever said in Russian on the subject of poetry. Two of
his utterances should be especially remembered: his definition of lyrical
poetry as "the fullest awareness of a given moment," and his remark
that good poetry is rare because two qualities, as a rule mutually exclusive,
are necessary to the making of a poet—"the fire of creative imagination
and the coldness of controlling reason."
—D.S. Mirsky, "The Poets' Prose," A History of Russian
Literature: From the Beginnings to 1900
(Vantage Books, 1958), edited by Francis J. Whitfield
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