"I agree, my master, that 'tis better to philosophize and
poetize, to blow the flame in the furnace, or to receive it from carry cats on a shield.
Poverty (a phantom I have sometimes beheld, clad in rags, awaiting me at the end of my journey through life) - poverty has been the specter with which many of my own friends have trifled for years past, which they
poetize and caress, and which has attracted me towards them.
On the other hand, the historian does not "
poetize", he talks about what he knows / saw in relation to what happened in the past.
For instance, Julie describes Bai Juyi as a great conversationalist, a good host, a pleasure to visit, and a comparable drinking companion in "A Great Poet"; she reuses the Chinese form of poetry on objects (yong wu shi) to humanize what is nonhuman, and to
poetize what is seemingly unpoetic in "Stove" and "Chair"; she re-contextualizes Chinese dramatic figures, natural scenes, and ethical dilemmas in "Reply to the Tune 'On the Water Clock at Night' by Wen Tingyun," "Reply to 'Autumn Songs of the Hall of Abiding Faith' by Wang Changling," and "Reply to the Tune 'Audience at Golden Gate' by Wei Zhuang."
I'm going to
poetize the hell out of you!" It was his debut performance, and I remembered my favorite Moroccan saying: The first time he wore the trousers--he shat in them.
To
poetize birchbark, floodwaters, crawfish chimneys, the Great Comet of 1811.
From the puppet craze well on into his precocious university life it was his passion to explore the widest ranges of experience and then to reflect, moralize, or
poetize upon them.
"I pray and
poetize," she writes, "to be able to see my brothers and sisters despite my own (often petty) agonies, to partake of the majesty that's every sinner's birthright."
It will and should, now mingle and now amalgamate poetry and prose, genius and criticism, the poetry of art and the poetry of nature, render poetry living and social, and life and society poetic,
poetize wit, fill and saturate the forms of art with solid cultural material of every kind, and inspire them with vibrations of humor.
This trip found Emerson again in a buoyant mood, as he writes to his brother Charles on 12 September, "And we botanize & criticize &
poetize & memorize & prize & grow wise we hope & I am your loving brother Waldo" (Letters 1:283).
To
poetize not only legitimately but also spiritually, as Petrarch desired and did, he necessarily developed a poetics in contradiction to Augustine.