This is not much of a puzzler.
Negation
Hi! The creator too is blind,
Struggling toward his harmonious whole,
Rejecting intermediate parts,
Horrors and falsities and wrongs;
Incapable master of all force,
Too vague idealist, overwhelmed
By an afflatus that persists.
For this, then, we endure brief lives,
The evanescent symmetries
From that meticulous potter's thumb.
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Edited: I don't entirely agree with the author of the
Wikipedia article about this poem. Leastways not this:
Quote:
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The poem's image of God as bungling potter recalls Zarathustra's dialogue with the last pope, in which God is similarly characterized. [emphasis mine]
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I don't see a 'bungling' potter in the poem. I see a
meticulous one. "Incapable" doesn't necessarily mean 'bungling." There's also "harmonious."