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I like ornament at the right time, but I don't want a poem to be made out of decoration ... When I read the poems that matter to me, it stuns me how much the presence of the heart-in all its forms-is endlessly available there. To experience ourselves in an important way just knocks me out. It puzzles me why people have given that up for cleverness. Some of them are ingenious, more ingenious than I am, but so many of them aren't any good at being alive.
Jack Gilbert
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What this quote means

The quote emphasizes valuing authentic expression over superficial cleverness in poetry and life.

Jack Gilbert's quote critiques the tendency to prioritize cleverness and ornamentation in poetry, suggesting that true artistic value lies in the sincere expression of human experience and emotion. He discusses how genuine presence and feeling in poetry can profoundly affect the reader, highlighting his confusion about why some choose superficial ingenuity over the deeper aspects of being alive.

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PoetryExpressionAuthenticityClevernessEmotion

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In a literary discussion about poetry, this quote can be used to express the importance of emotional depth over mere cleverness.

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