Dacă trebuie să ÅŸtii sigur… nu scrie
Nu mă pricep la poezie, dar simt nevoia să împărtășesc aceste versuri. W.S. Merwin e un poet american ultra-premiat, iar această poezie este despre John Berryman, care i-a fost mentor și profesor. Și, bineînțeles, e un poem despre scris, despre așteptări și despre nevoia de nesiguranță. (Via un editor de la Details).
Berryman
I will tell you what he told me
in the years just after the war
as we then called
the second world war
don’t lose your arrogance yet he said
you can do that when you’re older
lose it too soon and you may
merely replace it with vanity
just one time he suggested
changing the usual order
of the same words in a line of verse
why point out a thing twice
he suggested I pray to the Muse
get down on my knees and pray
right there in the corner and he
said he meant it literally
it was in the days before the beard
and the drink but he was deep
in tides of his own through which he sailed
chin sideways and head tilted like a tacking sloop
he was far older than the dates allowed for
much older than I was he was in his thirties
he snapped down his nose with an accent
I think he had affected in England
as for publishing he advised me
to paper my wall with rejection slips
his lips and the bones of his long fingers trembled
with the vehemence of his views about poetry
he said the great presence
that permitted everything and transmuted it
in poetry was passion
passion was genius and he praised movement and invention
I had hardly begun to read
I asked how can you ever be sure
that what you write is really
any good at all and he said you can’t
you can’t you can never be sure
you die without knowing
whether anything you wrote was any good
if you have to be sure don’t write
– William Stanley Merwin
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In fond, daca am vrea mereu sa fim siguri de ceva, nu am face decat sa adunam dovezi in acest sens si sa asteptam momentul in care dovezile vor atinge suma critica. Numai ca nesiguranta creste odata cu perioada de asteptare. Si atunci ce faci? Eu cred ca de fapt scrisul se naste tocmai in urma acestei nesigurante.