Poetry, the Breath of Life
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By Mark Traphagen on May 1, 2010
- Image by Martin LaBar via Flickr
Do you know—the only life I am sure of is the life of the Imagination. Whatever the absolute Truth—or Untruth—of that old life-in-death—Poetry can make that man live for the length of the faith you or any other choose to give to him. I do not claim to bestow Life as He did—on Lazarus—but maybe as Elisha did—who lay on the dead body—and breathed life into it—
Or as the poet of the Gospel did—for he was poet whatever else—Poet, whether scientific historian for no.
- A. S. Byatt in Possession: A Romance
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Mark Traphagen (aka Foolish Sage) is a lover of dark beers and darker music, of things that are but are not as they seem, of contexts taken out of context to become new contexts, of stories that point to a bigger Story. Mark lives in Durham, NC, with his wife and pet Macbook Pro. He has two married daughters and six grandchildren, and works by day for
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