Saturday, September 13, 2008

*Basil Bunting wrote Ode 33 to Anne De Silva. It's a love poem, but he has a hard time saying much directly.

He says, more or less, that the dog wood blossoms are looking wonderful, but that's not because of the dog wood blossoms themselves.

Toward the end of the short poem,he spits it out, "Days less bitter. . ." and that's why the flowers look good and implied but not said the person who the poem is dedicated to is a big cause.

I don't think my days were ever bitter enough to earn saying "days less bitter. . . ." But a generalized improvement in the tone of being alive is a fine thing.

Flowers look good. They always did, and now I can get there to be with them more often.