<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507802" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Epilogue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those blessèd structures, plot and rhyme--<br>why are they no help to me now<br>I want to make<br>something imagined, not recalled?<br>I hear the noise of my own voice:<br>The painter's vision is not a lens, <br>it trembles to caress the light.<br>But sometimes everything I write <br>with the threadbare art of my eye<br>seems a snapshot,<br>lurid, rapid, garish, grouped,<br>heightened from life,<br>yet paralyzed by fact.<br>All's misalliance.<br>Yet why not say what happened?<br>Pray for the grace of accuracy<br>Vermeer gave to the sun's illumination<br>stealing like the tide across a map<br>to his girl solid with yearning.<br>We are poor passing facts,<br>warned by that to give<br>each figure in the photograph<br>his living name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Lowell">Robert Lowell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507802" data-title="Epilogue de Robert Lowell" data-description="Those blessèd structures, plot and rhyme-- why are they no help to me now I want to make something imagined, not recalled? I hear the noise of my own voice: The painter's vision is not a lens, it trembles to caress the light. But sometimes every..."></div> </div> </div>

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