Bloom's death, coinciding with my own meditation practice, has freed me from my clinging to my dislike of certain irritating things about Bloom. There are many. I could could list them too.
But this quote struck me because it was exactly the same for me:
"Why is it you can have that extraordinary experience (preadolescent in my case, as in so many other cases) of falling violently in love with great poetry . . . where you are moved by its power before you comprehend it? "
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