Yvor Winters (Author of Yvor Winters)

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Yvor Winters

Born

in Chicago, The United States

October 17, 1900

Died

January 25, 1968

Genre

Poetry

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Yvor Winters (1900-1968) was a poet, critic, and Stanford University professor of English literature. He won the Bollingen Prize in 1961.

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	Yvor Winters: Selected Poems: (American Poets Project #6) by Yvor Winters, Thom Gunn (Editor) 3.52 avg rating — 61 ratings — published 1999 — 6 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	In Defense of Reason: Three Classics of Contemporary Criticism by Yvor Winters, Kenneth Fields (Contributor) 4.07 avg rating — 14 ratings — published 1987	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	The Collected Poems Of Yvor Winters 3.92 avg rating — 13 ratings — published 1952 — 14 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Quest for Reality: An Anthology of Short Poems in English by Yvor Winters, Kenneth Fields 4.60 avg rating — 5 ratings — published 1969 — 4 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	The Function of Criticism: Problems and Exercises 3.83 avg rating — 6 ratings — published 1957 — 12 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Edwin Arlington Robinson 3.50 avg rating — 6 ratings — published 1971 — 5 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	The Poetry of Yvor Winters by Yvor Winters, Donald Davie (Introduction) really liked it 4.00 avg rating — 5 ratings — published 1980 — 2 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Early Poems of Yvor Winters, 1920-1928 4.75 avg rating — 4 ratings — published 1966 — 5 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Forms of Discovery: Critical and Historical Essays on the Forms of the Short Poem in English really liked it 4.00 avg rating — 4 ratings — published 1967 — 6 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	The Selected Letters Of Yvor Winters by Yvor Winters, R.L. Barth (Contributor) 4.33 avg rating — 3 ratings — published 2000	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars

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“And when I found your flesh did not resist,
It was the living spirit that I kissed.”
― YVOR WINTERS, The Selected Poems Of Yvor Winters

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“To say that a poet is justified in employing a disintegrating form in order to express a feeling of disintegration, is merely a sophistical justification for bad poetry, akin to the Whitmanian notion that one must write loose and sprawling poetry to "express" the loose and sprawling American continent. In fact, all feeling, if one gives oneself (that is, one's form) up to it, is a way of disintegration; poetic form is by definition a means to arrest the disintegration and order the feeling; and in so far as any poetry tends toward the formless, it fails to be expressive of anything.”
― Yvor Winters

tags: disintegration, fallacy-of-imitative-form, order, poetry

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“I. IN WINTER

Myself
Pale mornings, and
I rise.

Still Morning
Snow air--my fingers curl.

Awakening
New snow, O pine of dawn!

Winter Echo
Thin air! My mind is gone.

The Hunter
Run! In the magpie's shadow.

No Being
I, bent. Thin nights receding.

II. IN SPRING

Spring
I walk out the world's door.

May
Oh, evening in my hair!

Spring Rain
My doorframe smells of leaves.

Song
Why should I stop
for spring?

III. IN SUMMER AND AUTUMN

Sunrise
Pale bees! O whither now?

Fields
I did not pick
a flower.

At Evening
Like leaves my feet passed by.

Cool Nights
At night bare feet on flowers!

Sleep
Like winds my eyelids close.

The Aspen's Song
The summer holds me here.

The Walker
In dream my feet are still.

Blue Mountains
A deer walks that mountain.

God of Roads
I, peregrine of noon.

September
Faint gold! O think not here.

A Lady
She's sun on autumn leaves.

Alone
I saw day's shadow strike.

A Deer
The trees rose in the dawn.

Man in Desert
His feet run as eyes blink.

Desert
The tented autumn, gone!

The End
Dawn rose, and desert shrunk.

High Valleys
In sleep I filled these lands.

Awaiting Snow
The well of autumn--dry.”
― Yvor Winters, The Magpie's Shadow

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