A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?
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Upon this gifted age, in its dark hour falls from the sky a meteoric shower of facts; They lie unquestioned, uncombined. Wisdom enough to leech us of our ill is daily spun, But there exists no loom to weave it into fabric.
Interpretation
What this quote means
In the modern age, we are overwhelmed by information, yet we struggle to transform it into meaningful knowledge.
Edna St. Vincent Millay highlights the paradox of the contemporary age where facts and information are abundant, yet there is a lack of wisdom to process and combine that information into useful knowledge. The quote suggests that while we receive ample insights that could alleviate our problems, we lack the means or systems (the 'loom') to integrate these insights effectively into our lives, resulting in a disconnection between knowledge and understanding.
Themes
WisdomKnowledgeInformationUnderstandingModern Age
In practice
Example use cases
In a discussion about the overload of digital information and its impact on society.
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