As long as we are at least partly receptive, when we encounter genuine beauty, in any of its forms, its power temporarily overrides our default consciousness (which is often only a rote semi-consciousness) and, for a period of time that feels halted, it reconfigures our perceptions, our emotions, our points of view, our intellect. It is as if some of the atoms of a beautiful form enter us and some of ours enter it in a transaction that creates a most personal, intimate experience.Read More
Month: September 2017
Sep 7, 2017
When I think of beauty, I think of music. Mozart, Beethoven, Bach. That kind of music. Well, it’s been my day job for a long time. If I could write a poem that does what the opening measures of Debussy’s Pelléas et Mélisande do, I would pay myself a million bucks. I spent fifteen years writing a poem called Goldberg-Variations that comes from the pov of a piece of music.