What sense do we make of the critical attitude these remarks display toward philosophy, especially given that Stevens more often than not defined poetry....

And I am certain that Spinoza, too, listened to such a sound, such a melody, within the world.

(Both belong to the lineage of "post-war-historical reflection poetics," but their narrative mechanisms are quite different.)

This achieves a highly modern poetic language logic, what can be called a "spiritual and semantic immersion."

What is "linguistic mechanisms"?

fall, glass-clear through the years.

"The Forest Garden: Meditations on Postmodern Warfare" is a long poem with a distinct poetic uniqueness.

Conclusion: A True Practice of Postmodern Poetics

Between modernism and postmodernism: the unique mechanism of "Dark"

The poem begins with "complete destruction" and ends with "unrecognizable footprints", but "burning star → ash → residual heat of Mars" constitutes an energy conservation chain in a closed loop, forming an eternal loop of existential dilemma16.

The act of criticism itself becomes a negative entropy carrier carrying the cultural first aid code1.

Rebuilding the Tower of Babel of meaning on the ruins

Sometimes I wonder where this image comes from.

Topology of space-time folding

Topology of violence: Metamorphosis of war symbols

The whole poem begins with the epic questioning of "The Epic of Gilgamesh" and ends with the solidified image of "a white cloud hanging in the oil painting", forming a closed loop of existential questioning.

but utter your Kazakh name which till now was stored 、 in my throat as a password into the Horde.

Here lies one who thought himself to be The best poet in all humanity;

haru no umi／hinemosu notari／notari kana

A signal flare ignites— \ Go to sleep, Okinawa.

Who, if I cried, would hear me among the angelic \ Orders?

Even our beliefs and inner strength are rooted in it.

As a poet, I believe that one must always strive for artistic excellence while maintaining deep respect for precision。

These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me 、As is a landscape to a blind man's eye:

he hound senses them not in the yard \ the cat sees them not in the house