Scribd Logo
Upload

Welcome to Scribd!

  • Leviathan

    Uploaded by

    olivia21_7
    54 views1 page
    This poem discusses the pursuit of truth and how it is difficult to grasp. The speaker feels unsure of language and how to describe the world. What is inexplicable is the abundance of everyday objects that surround us. Though fear exists, people often abandon one another. The sky illuminates each day with this predominance of objects, and we exist presently in this world.

    Original Description:

    poetry

    Copyright

    © Attribution Non-Commercial (BY-NC)

    Available Formats

    DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd

    Did you find this document useful?

    Is this content inappropriate?

    Report this Document
    This poem discusses the pursuit of truth and how it is difficult to grasp. The speaker feels unsure of language and how to describe the world. What is inexplicable is the abundance of everyday objects that surround us. Though fear exists, people often abandon one another. The sky illuminates each day with this predominance of objects, and we exist presently in this world.

    Copyright:

    Attribution Non-Commercial (BY-NC)
    Download as DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd
    Flag for inappropriate content
    54 views1 page

    Leviathan

    Uploaded by

    olivia21_7
    This poem discusses the pursuit of truth and how it is difficult to grasp. The speaker feels unsure of language and how to describe the world. What is inexplicable is the abundance of everyday objects that surround us. Though fear exists, people often abandon one another. The sky illuminates each day with this predominance of objects, and we exist presently in this world.

    Copyright:

    Attribution Non-Commercial (BY-NC)
    Download as DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd
    Flag for inappropriate content
    of 1

    Leviathan

    BY GEORGE OPPEN

    Truth also is the pursuit of it: Like happiness, and it will not stand. Even the verse begins to eat away In the acid. Pursuit, pursuit; A wind moves a little, Moving in a circle, very cold. How shall we say? In ordinary discourse We must talk now. I am no longer sure of the words, The clockwork of the world. What is inexplicable Is the preponderance of objects. The sky lights Daily with that predominance And we have become the present. We must talk now. Fear Is fear. But we abandon one another.

    You might also like