Herbert Read Quote

The rhythm of a poem ceases the moment the feeling loses its intensity.
The feeling (of intensity) held in a crystal cage, asn an image, sealed and immortalized for our contemplation. Beauty in a wild foray, the form we have created, now, remote from the emotion we experience.


What is a Poem - Endword - Selected Poems (1926)


The rhythm of a poem ceases the moment the feeling loses its intensity. The feeling (of intensity) held in a crystal cage, asn an image, sealed and...

The rhythm of a poem ceases the moment the feeling loses its intensity. The feeling (of intensity) held in a crystal cage, asn an image, sealed and...

The rhythm of a poem ceases the moment the feeling loses its intensity. The feeling (of intensity) held in a crystal cage, asn an image, sealed and...

The rhythm of a poem ceases the moment the feeling loses its intensity. The feeling (of intensity) held in a crystal cage, asn an image, sealed and...