The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anais NinRead
I looked at it [revolver] as if it reminded me of a crime I had committed with an irrepressible smile such as rises sometimes to people’s lips in the face of great catastrophes which are beyond their grasp, the smile that comes at times on certain women’s faces while they are saying they regret the harm they have done. It is the smile of nature quietly and proudly asserting its natural right to kill.
Interpretation
The quote explores the idea of finding a complex blend of emotions in the face of regret and destruction.
Anais Nin's quote delves into the paradoxical nature of human emotions, especially as they relate to crime and the ensuing consequences. It suggests that there can be a strange, almost instinctive pleasure in the acknowledgment of harm caused, represented by a smile, which reveals a complex relationship between guilt, remorse, and nature's indifference towards life and death.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about the dual nature of humanity during a seminar on philosophy.
The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
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