Lumpy pudding

Judging a poem is like judging a pudding or a machine. One demands that it work. Poetry succeeds because all or most of what is said or implied is relevant; what is irrelevant has been excluded, like lumps from pudding and 'bugs' from machinery. (Wimsatt & Beardsley)

Here we celebrate the excluded, lumpy parts of the pudding!

Mar 16, 2011 9:55pm
René Daumal: Poem One cannot stay on the summit forever -One has to come down again.So why bother in the first place? Just this.What is above knows what is below -But what is below does not know what is aboveOne climb, one sees-One descends and sees no longerBut one has seen!There is an art of conducting one’s self inThe lower regions by the memory ofWhat one saw higher up.When one can no longer see,One does at least still know.

René Daumal: Poem

One cannot stay on the summit forever -
One has to come down again.
So why bother in the first place? Just this.
What is above knows what is below -
But what is below does not know what is above

One climb, one sees-
One descends and sees no longer
But one has seen!

There is an art of conducting one’s self in
The lower regions by the memory of
What one saw higher up.

When one can no longer see,
One does at least still know.

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