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Value of Poetry
I was thinking recently about what is the value of poetry. This is touched upon later in the  post  started by Solveig on a poem of Dickinson's. In my youth I read a lot of Yevtushenko (& other Russians) and considered that a primary purpose of poetry was to warn. For instance, what can go wrong, the dangers of life, of following certain paths and so on. Obviously poetry can enlarge the scope of human experience by describing it in a vivid way but part of that would be to draw attention to it so it could then serve as a warning. In another  post  the question was asked how to alter a person's path towards destruction. That answer, in full, is complicated and the answers given do depend on one's life experiences. Those who follow a path to destruction in many cases, as Solveig noted had an issue in their relation to the world. Poetry can alter that. It can help, it can encourage, it can challenge social norms and point out what there is in contemporary life that amounts to an insult to the humanity of people who live it. 

In the article "The Fire of Life" written by the American philosopher, Richard Rorty just prior to his death, we find him saying: "I now wish that I had spent somewhat more of my life with verse. This is not because I fear having missed out on truths that are incapable of statement in prose. There are no such truths; there is nothing about death that Swinburne and Landor knew but Epicurus and Heidegger failed to grasp. Rather, it is because I would have lived more fully if I had been able to rattle off more old chestnuts — just as I would have if I had made more close friends."

This is not obvious. Those whom I knew who walked towards destruction often lived in a simplified world given them by the appearance of our culture which tries to be scientific and rational but lacks nuance and depth. That there might be other things one should consider... 

One of those would be beauty but what of others? How did you find them in your own experience? Did you find a value in poetry? To what extent does the cultural divide between the arts and the sciences, pointed out by C.P. Snow undermine that value? What difference does a friend or a poem make?
Books Discussed
The Two Cultures (Canto)
by C. P. Snow

[Snow] diagnosed the loss of a common culture and the emergence of two distinct cultures: those represented by scientists on the one hand and those Snow termed 'literary intellectuals' on the other. If the former are in favour of social reform and progress through science, technology and industry, then intellectuals are what Snow terms 'natural Luddites' in their understanding of and sympathy for advanced industrial society. --Critchley

I had never heard about CPSnow and his theory.  Do you think it's true?  I love the arts and humanities and I certainly don't consider myself a Luddite.
I'm ok with advanced industry as well.  I like it, in fact, when it's done well.

As for the value of poetry: it's word play and it's mystery and it's beautiful and it's scary--depending on the poem and the poet and the state of mind and circumstance of the reader.  Today's poem may mean something entirely different tomorrow.  That's the beauty of it, I think, at least to a large degree.

For humans there are different realities and I'm not going to define them because, you know, I'm getting into the ineffable here.

There are things that can be analyzed and you get an answer, a la science,  I like that.  It's important.

And there are things that can be analyzed but remain unanswerable:  arts and humanities--you can come up with an answer but it's specific to a situation, a circumstance, a point in time, the mood (age,gender,experience...) of the persons involved...and on and on...

I swear I'm not a Luddite but I loved it when the Space Shuttle couldn't land because there were alligators on the runway and I loved it again when it couldn't take off because woodpeckers had pecked the insulation out of the joins overnight.  That was poetry for me but if I'd been an astrophysicist I would've would've wanted to strangle those damn birds.  I didn't love the failure of the Shuttle--I loved that critters out of the swamp scotched the deal.
It's analogous to the pen being mightier than the sword.   We can find beauty in randomness as well as rhythm.

And here's Emily: 

What we touch the hems of   
  On a summer’s day;       
What is only walking   
  Just a bridge away;   

That ineffable beauty, joy, sorrow, memory...that's always just over there--you could almost touch it....if you knew what it was...

The beauty of a poem or of a friend is that they tug at us and we don't know entirely why, and they may be different tomorrow, but we love them anyway.
     
Hi Linda, I suspect that what Snow said has an element of truth in it. As quoted here it looks false, as all absolute statements can. I have noticed that the American education system at the higher levels seems to provide for a more general education before specialising. The Australian can specialize very early and so researchers can be very young by comparison. The British has traditionally been very thorough in grounding and they did try for a technical education a long time ago due to industrial demands. If you read "Eminent Victorians" or the life around Cambridge Science from say 1900 to 1950 you can see the kind of atmosphere that Snow was exposed to. From my experience the divide is very sharp, I could never talk to maths or science friends about poetry or history or the humanities. To them that was a foreign country or worse. "What use are words?" one said. "What can you prove with just words?" - (he was an applied mathematician) Those of my friends who were humanities often had no idea about the sciences. They usually didn't even know Newton's laws. There are lawyers in Australia who don't understand simple force diagrams. Doctor don't understand maths. A lot has to do with our education system that streams arts/humanities and sciences around year ten. They do insist on some of each in year twelve but it doesn't work very well. Perhaps more than that is the distrust of thought, perhaps the "Tall Poppy" syndrome already mentioned. These are all specific examples and generalized but exceptions are unusual. There are those who have some familiarity with both cultures here but almost never in depth, for each. 

Snow was trying to say that the quality of education in the world was on the decline. 

"A good many times I have been present at gatherings of people who, by the standards of the traditional culture, are thought highly educated and who have with considerable gusto been expressing their incredulity at the illiteracy of scientists. Once or twice I have been provoked and have asked the company how many of them could describe the Second Law of Thermodynamics, the law of entropy. The response was cold: it was also negative. Yet I was asking something which is about the scientific equivalent of: 'Have you read a work of Shakespeare's?'"

His claim was that this breakdown in communication is a major hinderance to solving the world's problems.

Perhaps your love [space shuttle incidents] is also a little mischievous? The best laid plans of mice and men? I am in two minds about these things. Most of the time I seem to be technical but as I get older I get warmer and see the other side more often. 

I like that you can virtually feel that ineffable beauty. There is  a post here on THINQon where someone describes feeling something akin to that during the progress of a morning as the sun comes up. Unfortunately I can't find it. But each stage of the day had a specific, subtle feeling attached to it. It seemed to me that feeling was what made one feel truly alive. I remember Wilde telling Douglas "You came to me to learn the Pleasures of Life and the Pleasures of Art. Perhaps I am chosen to teach you something much more wonderful, the meaning of Sorrow, and its beauty." So what you said reminded me of that. Thank you for telling me how you find things, it finds a resonance in me and there is value in reminding. It is a comfort.

That relates to my point earlier - those who get lost or go down a weird path seem to have lost part of that connection or feeling of being plugged into life. If they saw it or it was shown to them they may even suspect it. (as it is not "rational")

For my part, from a science point of view when I think of infinity, for instance, I don't think of an infinite temporal duration or even the so-called timelessness in the moment. I think of Cantor and the romance of his imagination where he considered how to actually define infinity and wrote to Bertrand Russell about it all. His letters to Russell (in Russell's Autobiography) are very moving and human and when he describes his mathematical and philosophical difficulties one is with him all the way. Of course, those of us learned in this know where it is all going and what will come in time, such as the hierarchy of infinities (there are infinitely many more infinite numbers than the reals), Cantor dust and all kinds of things that are very beautiful. So here you have an example of something fully analysable but has the beauty of poetry. Just because it's science doesn't mean it can't have that kind of beauty and wonder one finds in poetry. There are examples of this from all over science but scientists don't always appreciate that.

David Hilbert wrote: "No one shall expel us from the Paradise that Cantor has created." Wittgenstein for one didn't like it (his objections seemed mostly technical and flawed)

Set theory and infinity, both of which Cantor created was counter-intutive and shocking, especially the paradoxes.

I guess it is here in this space that to fully appreciate all this one does need the confluence of the two cultures; a single mind versed(!) in appreciating both in all its beauty. I hope this enlarges your view of that world as you tried to do so for mine, in your way. 
Books Discussed
Eminent Victorians
by Lytton Strachey
Georg Cantor
by Joseph W. Dauben
Journey through Genius: The Great Theorems of Mathematics
by William Dunham
The Autobiography of Bertrand Russell
by Bertrand Russell
De Profundis
by Oscar Wilde

Thanks, Martin, I had no idea that the school system in Australia separated the arts and sciences so early or so completely.  One does enhance the other, as you seem to know.
 What is the philosophy behind that? 
That's another topic, however.
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