{"id":1316,"date":"2016-12-06T22:12:09","date_gmt":"2016-12-06T22:12:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=1316"},"modified":"2016-12-06T22:13:04","modified_gmt":"2016-12-06T22:13:04","slug":"in-the-ocean-of-crisis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=1316","title":{"rendered":"In the Ocean of Crisis"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-3-e1481061373814.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1314\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-3-e1481061373814.jpg\" alt=\"photo-3\" width=\"342\" height=\"456\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-3-e1481061373814.jpg 2448w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-3-e1481061373814-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-3-e1481061373814-768x1024.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 342px) 100vw, 342px\" \/><\/a>Denise Levertov wrote about the work of the poet: \u201cThe tragic and fearful character of our times is not something from which we can detach ourselves; we are <i>in<\/i> it, as fish are in the sea, whether we speak about it in our poems or not.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-2-e1481061313602.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1315\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-2-e1481061313602.jpg\" alt=\"photo-2\" width=\"324\" height=\"432\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-2-e1481061313602.jpg 1224w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-2-e1481061313602-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/photo-2-e1481061313602-768x1024.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 324px) 100vw, 324px\" \/><\/a>Sometimes the nagging, unceasing ache of a keen awareness of current history and of its impact on one\u2019s daily life deflects one&#8217;s energies way from creative work; at other times it may stimulate them, and some of the results may be of lasting value.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1313\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/Kin-VII-Scent-of-Magnolia.jpg\" alt=\"kin-vii-scent-of-magnolia\" width=\"383\" height=\"500\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/Kin-VII-Scent-of-Magnolia.jpg 383w, https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/12\/Kin-VII-Scent-of-Magnolia-230x300.jpg 230w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 383px) 100vw, 383px\" \/>But more and more, what I have sought as a <i>reading writer,<\/i> is a poetry that, while it does not attempt to ignore or deny the ocean of crisis in which we swim, is itself \u201con pilgrimage,\u2019 as it were, in search of significance underneath and beyond the succession of temporal events\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Text from Denise Levertov&#8217;s essay, &#8220;Some Affinities of Content,&#8221; 1991.<br \/>\nImages by Whitfield Lovell, &#8220;The Kin Series &amp; Related Works,&#8221; on view at the Phillips Collection, Washington, DC.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Denise Levertov wrote about the work of the poet: \u201cThe tragic and fearful character of our times is not something from which we can detach ourselves; we are in it, as fish are in the sea, whether we speak about &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=1316\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1316","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4D5qU-le","jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1316","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1316"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1316\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1321,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1316\/revisions\/1321"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1316"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1316"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1316"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}