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Duende

05/07/07 | by steveg [mail] | Categories: Poetry, Blogging

Fresh from the Jawbone buzz in Kent, I am thinking about the where that the need to write something as thankless as poems comes from.

Federicio Garcia Lorca smacked me in the head with this:

Angel and muse come from without. The angel gives light, the muse gives forms... golden bread or folds of the tunic; the poet recieves rules in his shrubbery of laurels. Yet the daemon has to be wakened in the ultimate recesses of the blood. It means to reject the angel and kick out the muse. To shed all awe of the fragrence of violets which eighteenth-century poetry exhales, and all awe of the great telescope in whose lenses the muse falls asleep, sick of limits. The true struggle is with the duende, the daemon.

Thankless,Ineffective, Ignored, but the Spanish Fascists still had Lorca executed. What of Vaclev Havel of the Czech Republic? I wonder what it is that power-mongers are afraid of, the poets. the poems, or the duende?

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3 comments

Comment from: milesB [Visitor] Email
milesBThey're afraid of the truth and challenges to their version of the truth. Be they facsists, communists, or neo-liberal capitalists, it doesn't matter...

the lines
that don't line up
with their line
are flat-lined
05/07/07 @ 17:44
Comment from: LadyK [Visitor] Email
LadyKI think poetry is a form of insanity. Poets are often grouped with madmen and thieves.
05/08/07 @ 18:36
Comment from: ke [Visitor] Email
keI think people with guns are overextended...
05/11/07 @ 06:25