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About this book
This book is a small anthology: each chapter a kind of meditation-on poetry and psychoanalysis; on a poem, sometimes two; on poetry in general; on thought itself. The poems are beautiful, some are contemporary, some are classical and well worth a reader's attention. "The motive for metaphor" is the title of a short poem of Wallace Stevens in which he says he is "happy" with the subtleties of experience. He likes what he calls the "half colours of quarter things, " as opposed to the certainties, the hard primary "reds" and "blues." To grasp and make sense of what is elusive (and beautiful), that is, for the essential and puzzling condition of poetry, we are obliged to make metaphors. The same is perhaps true of psychoanalysis-this is the essential argument of the book. The chapters were originally poetry columns that the author wrote for Psychologist-Psychoanalyst and Division/Review (both journals of the Division of Psychoanalysis of the American Psychological Association).
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Table of contents
- Cover
- Half Title
- Title
- Copyright
- Dedication
- CONTENTS
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- FOREWORD
- INTRODUCTION
- CHAPTER I Jokes, fathers, grief, and angels: a poem by Sherman Alexie
- CHAPTER II Speaking of pain: Yehuda Amichai
- CHAPTER III A sad story, briefly told: a poem by Simon Armitage
- CHAPTER IV âFinding in the sound a thoughtâ: Matthew Arnoldâs âDover beachâ
- CHAPTER V Audenâs âLullabyâ and Winnicottâs âHate âŚâ
- CHAPTER VI An awakening: a poem by Elizabeth Bishop
- CHAPTER VII On the pleasure in play: the poetry of Billy Collins
- CHAPTER VIII Tyger time: e. e. cummings on conscientious objection
- CHAPTER IX On idea and image and âthe space betweenâ: a poem by Albert Goldbarth
- CHAPTER X âWhen your heart cries out, being carried off âŚâ: a poem by Eamon Grennan
- CHAPTER XI âOld pond, frog jump in âŚâ: the genius of haiku
- CHAPTER XII Postmodern metaphor: a poem by Robert Hass
- CHAPTER XIII The air of another time and place: a poem by Seamus Heaney
- CHAPTER XIV Poetry as argument: a poem by Tony Hoagland
- CHAPTER XV Marie Howe on âWhat the living doâ
- CHAPTER XVI Kenneth Koch on psychoanalysis in the âglory daysâ
- CHAPTER XVII An old manâs love song: a poem by Stanley Kunitz
- CHAPTER XVIII âThey fuck you up âŚâ Philip Larkinâs âThis be the verseâ
- CHAPTER XIX The art of the ordinary: Philip Levine on âWhat work isâ
- CHAPTER XX How otherness dissolves: a poem by Thomas Lux
- CHAPTER XXI Mysterious tears: a poem by Rose McLarney
- CHAPTER XXII A meditation without punctuation by W. S. Merwin
- CHAPTER XXIII Narrative as metaphor: Sharon Olds
- CHAPTER XXIV âThe meaning of simplicityâ: a poem by Yannis Ritsos
- CHAPTER XXV Saying a lot with a little: the poetry of Kay Ryan
- CHAPTER XXVI On the love of beautyâand a poem by Charles Simic
- CHAPTER XXVII When the narrative changes: a poem by A. E. Stallings
- CHAPTER XXVIII Metaphors for mind: the poet Gerald Stern
- CHAPTER XXIX Negative capability and Wallace Stevensâs âThe emperor of ice-creamâ
- CHAPTER XXX Tracks in the snow: a poem of the Sung dynasty
- CHAPTER XXXI On style: Tennyson and Cavafy, and intersubjective engagement
- CHAPTER XXXII Empathic music: a poem of William Carlos Williams
- CHAPTER XXXIII The pathetic fallacy: William Carlos Williams and Emily Dickinson
- CHAPTER XXXIV W. B. Yeats on âWhere love has pitched his mansion âŚâ