By John Hollander
“Perfection is an extraordinary accomplishment, relatively in American poetry, and the perfection of a lot of Hollander’s paintings makes it crucial analyzing for a person who really cares for the craft of poetry. yet in our fallen international we appear fated to price strength of perfection, and John Hollander’s poetry has proven a visionary energy simply frequently adequate to safe him a spot as one of many significant figures of our moment.”
Vernon Shetley, The New Republic
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7 Down the shaded road, towards an road of sunshine, a sparkling photograph receded: The surprising girl, tall, reasonable and far away Glided slowly, and her attractive leg Sole yet unlonely, swung strolling alongside among the companionable crutches, Flesh hand in hand with sticks. He them And waited in a sunny position, and whilst She halted, there have been woods. Turning her head, She smiled a nasty smile, framed via a shadow Flung from a tower someplace. He dared now not circulate towards her one leg, towards her coated areas Lest he be misplaced instantly, watching the place Lay, bared within the hardened moonlight, a stump Pearly and gentle, a tuft of woodland grass. eight The Hyperboreans collected him up And bore him throughout, out of the shadows, Into their realm of tenderness the place there Is room adequate, yet the place there aren't any gaps among the seeding and the collection; Nor wintering, during which recuperating wish grows in its caves, nor the thrill Of never-ending August, golden, deified: little need for those. In that bland land he lay— Envisioning frost and fallen silver, part listening to the cricket within the parching Oat-straw, feeling tears from his weeping forehead, Dreaming of durations lost—stretched out on Wastes no longer of snow, nor sand, nor cloud, he tossed, And knew no longer why, in that timeless midday. nine Leaving that unfair, seasonless land was once greater than a traverse of uneasiness; greater than an antlike dossier over glacial Sheets after which, ultimately, around the fold of cross, pausing above a last valley Shining in a brand new gentle, and shivering on the strategy of odd, darkish guards; greater than Their mistrust, and their icy moustaches covering frowns at our tokens of passage (He held a gentle bulb, heavy in his correct Pocket, they usually, purple stones of their left ones) greater than making one’s means; and returning Over a fashion now not but long past over, damage Like first smashings of sunshine, gotten smaller to a lamp Shaded, grim, sun-colored at 4 A. M. 10 past the chilly, blue mountain and past That, we will wander at the light hills while Shadows supply over bending alongside the Slopes, and the silent noon gentle, unchanged For hours and days, is pierced in simple terms through our relocating specks, merely by way of the cricket’s hot buzzing. Then, what we pay attention turning into What we see, the grey; the wind enclosing; The poplars’ breath; the sorrowful, ready chambers. Will there were room? there'll were room to return upon the tip of summer season the place Clustered, blue grapes cling in a shattered bell, Or there, in a much, far-off box, a swarm Of bees in a helmet, steel yielding Honey, balmy drops glistening on bronze. eleven part his days he had handed within the shadow Of the earth: now not the chilly, grassy colour solid through a light of cypresses, via pines unfold extra softly throughout stony hilltops; now not hot, grey veiling of sun that blotted Up his personal relocating shadow at the floor; however the darkish cloak of substance past mass, although heavy, flung with diurnal panache Over his heavier head, weighed it down. method down on the backside of a shaft sunk in the course of the grass of sleep to deep stone he lay, Draped within the color forged inward by means of where All outward shadows fall upon, and on His tongue an emerald glittered, unseen, A eco-friendly stone less warm within the mouth than glass.