[lit-ideas] a passage from Bloom
- From: Eric Yost <mr.eric.yost@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Fri, 20 Jun 2008 17:42:04 -0400
from A Map of Misreading, p.66:
At the center of the Romantic vision is the beautiful lie of the
Imagination, the only god. There is phantasmagoria and there is
disciplined invention, and perhaps a third mode, hovering between the
two, which makes us love poetry because we can find this middle mode
nowhere else, but what is the Imagination unless it is the rhetorician's
greatest triumph of self-deception?
Is this "middle mode" a self-deception? Is it that the imagination
cannot represent itself to itself? Or something else?
Bollocksing about,
Eric
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