Jean Arp

(16 September 1886 – 7 June 1966 / Strasbourg)

The Domestic Stones (Fragment) - Poem by Jean Arp

<i>(Translated from the French by David Gascoyne)</i>

The feet of morning the feet of noon and the feet of evening
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Comments about The Domestic Stones (Fragment) by Jean Arp

  • Veteran Poet - 1,054 Points Michelle Claus (7/30/2014 4:08:00 PM)

    I won't pretend to understand this poem in a way that I can articulate. I do enjoy it, because it is odd and it forces me to scramble the logic in my brain. I don't think it is a nonsense poem, like Lewis Carroll's Jabberwocky. I believe that Jean Arp wrote this piece with intention and meaning, even if the intention and meaning are private and personal. I rather admire lines like *consequently the lion is a diamond*. Why not? (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,370 Points K.c. Ford (7/30/2014 1:59:00 AM)

    The paper it was written on has more value than the words written...........Absolute crap! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,616 Points Savita Tyagi (7/30/2013 1:37:00 PM)

    I wish I could understand this poem but I don't! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 142 Points Joseph Poewhit (7/30/2013 12:47:00 PM)

    mouths seem to have the final word (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 7,724 Points Douglas Scotney (7/30/2012 9:18:00 PM)

    ...you don't want to know what surrounded by such delicate bliss, just keep the bliss coming... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,995 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (7/30/2012 8:00:00 AM)

    A perspective opens another perspective, another perspective opens another perspective and another.... Perspective proceeding towards infinity. Content yet keeps untouched. Sometimes it feels undressing is better than dressed up. Sometimes it feels buttock is more valuable than passing moments where moments keep its feet, nails, teeth and the whole struggle of expressing an idea to communicate with..... Piano or lioness, which one is more precious yet to be defined long. (Report) Reply








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