“Anecdote of the Jar” by Wallace Stevens
by Ernie on 25/02/10 at 2:08 pm
I placed a jar in Tennessee,
And round it was, upon a hill.
It made the slovenly wilderness
Surround that hill.
The wilderness rose up to it,
And sprawled around, no longer wild.
The jar was round upon the ground
And tall and of a port in air.
It took dominion everywhere.
The jar was gray and bare.
It did not give of bird or bush,
Like nothing else in Tennessee.
Lamont Palmer
Feb 26th, 2010
A wonderful poem on the transformative power of the imagination. He knew, as Einstein did (and said): imagination is better than intellect. Enjoyed this post.
LP
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