On Poetry
THEME/S
Not for the light of limbs
But for the peace
Folding, when rapture dims,
Heart-poignancies—
The lull of ardour spent,
Which like a wind
Of some cool firmament
Blows out the mind,
Leaving our gaze a night
Timelessly deep
As if all heaven's height
Sank asleep—
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O love, for that abyss'
Unnamable sky
The soul from kiss to kiss
Wings on, a cry
Of passion to be freed
From its own fire
And hurl away the seed
Of earth-desire!...
Though far the eternal day
Pure vigils view,
Its secret in my clay
I plumb with you.
Sri Aurobindo's Comment
"No, it is not weak or merely clever. It is a fine poem, the thought perfectly expressed—the thought itself may be 'queer', but it expresses something which people sometimes vaguely feel, a seeking in earthly desire for something beyond that desire. The lines marked are very striking and have a strong turn of intuitive revelation. The rest though it has not that originality is very felicitously phrased and rhythmed and has a certain finality or definitiveness in it which is always an achievement in poetry."
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