Thursday, November 29, 2012

Henry Green on Prose

Prose is not to be read aloud but to oneself alone at night, and it is not quick as poetry but rather a gathering web of insinuations which go further than names however shared can ever go. Prose should be a long intimacy between strangers with no direct appeal to what both may have known. It should slowly appeal to feelings unexpressed, it should in the end draw tears out of the stone.

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  1. Poems are flings.Infatuations with a moment and the emotion that ensued. Prose is eternal. A reflection of time spent. A relationship you are grateful to have had with this world; however it may have ended.

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