The World Is Beautiful But Not Sayable.

Poetry Is An Orphan Of Silence. The Words Never Quite Equal The Experience Behind Them.

I Was Already Dozing Off In The Shade, Dreaming That The Rustling Trees Were My Many Selves Explaining Themselves All At The Same Time So That I Could Not Make Out A Single Word. My Life Was A Beautiful Mystery On The Verge Of Understanding, Always On The Verge! Think Of It!

A Poem Is An Invitation To A Voyage. As In Life, We Travel To See Fresh Sights.

Here In The United States, We Speak With Reverence Of Authentic Experience. We Write Poems About Our Daddies Taking Us Fishing And Breaking Our Hearts By Making Us Throw The Little Fish Back Into The River. We Even Tell The Reader The Kind Of Car We Were Driving, The Year And The Model, To Give The Impression That It’s All True. It’s Because We Think Of Ourselves As Journalists Of A Kind. Like Them, We’ll Go Anywhere For A Story. Don’t Believe A Word Of It. As Any Poet Can Tell You, One Often Sees Better With Eyes Closed Than With Eyes Wide Open.

Roberto Calasso's Survey Of The Renewed Interest In Myth Demonstrates How Decisive The Gods' Influence Was On Modern Literature. Calasso Is Not Only Immensely Learned; He Is One Of The Most Original Thinkers And Writers We Have Today.