Thank you, and you need never: Thank you, and you need never apologize to me for any comment; and a Poet of your calibre will never ruffle these feathers. Your comments have extended my understanding of the issue, and for that I am grateful.
Most kindly so. And that: Most kindly so. And that comment was only to validate both, whereas without what's been referred to as the great heretics (a word I don't particularly rejoice in, mind: heresy) the world would not have evolved or advanced ( another 2 words that have turned into triggers ). And that is the challenge, how to uphold and cherish one without dishonouring or missing out on the possibilities and potential pleasure of the other. On the street we can witness an anology of this, albeit an insufficient one: automobiles running alongside each other on the same thoroughfare but having left or right hand steering; different bodies with the same engines, and strikingly similar ones with different engines under the bonnet. In saying so, this is to lay it out there without motivation to persuade or dissuade but to acknowledge the variations and the validities of all based on their individual merits and distinctions. Apologies if expression could ruffle feathers, so to speak.
Thank you very much. You: Thank you very much. You know---I most dearly hope you know---that I have the utmost respect for your poetry, and your comments; and I respect this comment no less. I think, however, that the respect for the formal rules of certain forms (sonnets, Haiku and Tanka, blank verse as iambic pentameter) is too much ingrained in the very fabric of my soul to become comfortable with variations on those rules. Some time ago, I read a very intensely moving, unrhymed poem of thirteen lines; and in the notes to the poem, the Poet called it a sonnet (and I cringed). Formalism was part of my literary upbringing: such that, immediately after my undergrad years, I found Eliot's free verse (even in the Quartets, and especially in the plays) inferior to Wallace Stevens' more regular iambic pentameter. Most likely this preference for the formal rules makes me a fossil, but, after all, fossils are sought by collectors and can remind us of the ancient, even mysterious, past.
Thank you for the comment; I am always grateful for your words.
The sublime terror and: The sublime terror and anticipation! That 50/50 chance of it going either way, nothing like that swell at landings, entrances, vestibules, doorways and archways and doorsteps.
Decanted is one of those: Decanted is one of those magical words and not just for bibbing. A blessed thanksgiving and gratitude all around; and to poets both present, past and emerging.
The contention that arises: The contention that arises and also that brings most tension in these adaptations are the occasional dilemma that presents itself in the form of individual languages' differences in structure and employment. Languages don't always behave in the same manner and fashion at all times and when subjecting words and lines to structures that on that specific occasion the adapting grammar and syntax won't allow, then the resulting line proves forced and stilted. So when that happens what is the author to do but go to the heart and purpose of these structures and guides, the intent and soul of the form. Form should be the vehicle, the means of displaying the soul and not the other way around. It took many years to warm to this understanding before I could face and begin to enjoy e.g. haiku that is outside the 5-7-5 format, etc. And in so doing gained a better appreciation and respect for 5-7-5 in English that does conform and exemplify the source genre, in other languages other than the original. But that's probably much said in this space.
Good to hear it come from: Good to hear it come from others as well, manufactured flavours are quite a challenge to deal with but ones that are birthed and compels us are the authentic flavours that seek to break into poetic light. Let it shine bright!
My goodness! I don't know: My goodness! I don't know what to say, I'm blushing and deeply touched that someone with your poetic and prose prowess and intellect that can discern and disect each drop of value in poems o could just read your thoughts on things for hours! Thank you kindly you and Patriciaj are amongst the highest of highs in my poetic.book, and as finds of course! I do owe.many thanks to.so many of you for helping me.grow, beavis, ninety, cascade, word man, healing woman, rhythm of contention, Ashley, Stephen, D moonshadow, inkstan, Burke, astral tides, running with rabbits, bern, dovely, so many more i can't keep writing ill be writing all night! Maybe I'll.add then.later I case they read this? Anyways especially Allets God rest her soul, you are all so special to me but the glorious way you write and express ideas is truly amazing to me and inspiring! Deepest thanks from this humble dyslexic who only just began to read at the age of 13.