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These are the angels Blake saw. Think of them as flying nudes. He saw them in the trees and shrubbery as a child, couldn't be convinced otherwise. Now he is famous for his doors of perception, when helped with a little mescaline, but he was au naturale, being completely determined to live in this world while in that other.
Maybe the first thing anyone hears of Blake is about his angels. Not much is made among the angel classes about Blake, just as little is said of Blake's biblical beliefs and nonconformism among men. Christians didn't claim him, he seems so heterodox. Marriage scares them off. The other great class of believers, scientists, are unappreciated by Blake. Set aside, in his own time Blake was thought mad, denigrated as a naif. Just think, his wife devoted herself to him!
There has now been a revolution of the tools of thought and access to Blake's life. The incomprehensibility of books written about him begins to pass, complex sentences in apposition that call it a four fold system, simplified in The Tyger, in images and contradictions, before the Princeton Editions and the Blake Archives. Now, if you sit down in a chair and look at the pictures, you pretty quick find out Blake. Blake's religion is the simple, complicated, ecstatic, nonconformist, charismatic, prophetic, biblical kind. Art is a gospel fruit, but he turns theosophy on its head, says God is man, not man is God. Read in context with contemporaries, say George Whitfield, he agrees with nothing and everything. Critics tried to enter his life through his work, but it is easier to enter his work through his life. In the end if he says some mad thing, which he will do, his life makes his work serious, discipline proves him sound. At the time his "pleasing, mild disposition" was said to be the only thing that kept him from being put away. The intolerance of mad poets, now celebrated, addresses nonconformity, as in Stick Up! To what extent must he be made over? Must the mind be ruled to save him from himself? Such notions whelm martyr and visionary. Monastics, Moravians, Mennonites, Quakers, Dunkers are ready to sacrifice the outer world for the in.
Blake's life confronts this inner/outer world, but he is part of such questions from Pilgrim's Progress, melancholy poems about The Grave, Michelangelo's notion of creation, Milton's ditto, and on. It's folly not to see Blake in the center of this context, with his own take on every Biblical idea of outer versus inner, world versus spirit. The experience of the spirit world, especially the biblical part of it cast as hopeless fundamentalism in prophecies of "end times" is not what it seems. In this context one sentence from Yeats is better than whole books. Even spiritualized as Yeats is when he says that for Blake "Christ was his symbolic name for the imagination" (xvii), this partial truth is better than whole lies from the moths of instruction. So when Yeats seems to have his way with finding and losing his life, he makes a greater statement when he says that Blake "came to look upon poetry and art as a language for the utterance of conceptions, which, however beautiful, were none the less thought out more for their visionary truth than for their beauty. The change made him a greater poet and a greater artist; for 'He that findeth his life shall lose it, and he that loseth his life for My sake shall find it'" (xvii). Surveyed with an open eye only the hugest figures have celebrated that Name above every name that Yeats names.
Who among the poets had a wife who sustained a lifelong relation of devotion, who not only took care and gave life and continuity to the poet, but who did his work, his printing and who was his sole model and consort? Blake and Catharine used to take 40 mile walks together in the countryside. Aesthetes say Catharine got old. In that age a women got old. She got old and Blake was threadbare and dirty. He was a printer. They lived spare, were not thought to be the people they were. Not worldly at all. Is there one other who had his riches? Only Emily. Sole model and consort! Whatever you think Blake was about it hugely concerned the sensual, the sexual, the female in the same way it preoccupied Joyce. Whatever it is we're after in the life of Blake takes to task in us our essential eroticism and identity. Yeats deeply desired in a companion what Blake had, so he would know its value when he says that with Kate, Blake had a "love that knew no limit and a friendship that knew no flaw" (xx).
The greatest oddities occur after Blake is dead. Frederick Tatham disposed of his poetic estate, burned piles, but everybody else has had their day with the objectionable. Blake burned a lot of dross. The flame that draws the Many Moth (critics), in some ways he was better off in obscurity. Moths obscure the light with tantric, alchemic, etc. ideas. The environment is so extreme that Yeats hits a kind of center when he says that Blake displays a profound sanity because he never "pronounced himself to be chosen and set apart alone among men" (xii), rightly seeing megalomania as a common modern disease The problem with Tatham's taste is that he was a convinced Irvingite, given to all the abuses of the spiritual, and as biographer Bentley says, was convinced by the sect that Blake's inspiration was infernal. So the report was that he burned everything he did not later sell of "blocks, plates, drawings and MMS (Bentley Jr., 446).
the above, it was not done to Kate. How do we know? Get married yourself and find out. So Blake read Swedenborg and Swedenborg emerged from Count Zinzendorf''s cult to such fanfare that promotion and tenure practically dictated, but not the way Milton and Blake were dictated to, that post hoc reasoning would prevail. As to Zinzendorf, it was known long before in Pennsylvania who he was when he decided that all the sects, Mennonites, Reformed could fit into the great arms of his faith. The Count was willing. Read Muhlenberg on Zinzendorf before concluding the premise.
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So Blake found a Way Into the Flowering Heart where you can live every day, or just those days when you are not high. Be temporal and eternal.
Blake forgets to be corrosive when he and his wife kneel and pray to the Holy Spirit for inspiration. (William Blake. A New Kind of Man. Michael Davis. 1977, 155). Imagine what critics do when he reincarnates Milton, as outside the rationalist experience as Milton's insistence that the Holy Ghost dictated Paradise Lost to him each night in entirety, which he told to his daughter the next day. So much of what passes for understanding by critics is amoral black and white. They are the very fundamentalists they flee. The artistic case has even more contradiction than the general human. To withstand the contradictions of Blake's opposite states without compromising the portrait he gives of himself as a Christian is often too much for critical funds. They must make him fit their idea of rationality and art, which they have been doing anyway everywhere, completely absurd.
cture, reporting practices of prayer that indicate he is not a free thinker. The same Tatham burned and disposed of much of Blake's literary remains. It did not meet his approval. Just so, critics continue to seek a Blake they can comfortably digest, but his rampant evangelicism is not to their taste. Blake is a prophet in the biblical vein. He says and does things as unprecedented as the biblical prophets.
Unfortunately for understanding, Blake is rather more than merely a Christian in name. He is one in his art, poetry and life, easiest to see in the art maybe, but in his poetry it is more dramatic. Critics gloss over these passages even as they explain them away, as Yeats does in his Introduction (Poems of William Blake), but there it still is, for example in Jerusalem where Blake invites, "I hope the reader will be with me wholly one in Jesus our Lord who is the God and Lord to whom the Ancients look'd and saw his day afar off with trembling & amazement." That alone goes further than allowed by the modern editor. Sorry Blake, "that isn't right for us." But Blake published himself and said what he would. Of course the subjects of his art are wholly biblical in every way, Job, notwithstanding the erosion that occurs from disinformation. If it sounds like this is a conspiracy to deny Blake his own faith, it is his critics who have denied their own.
In his personal life the reports of Blake and his wife are supernaturally scandalous, which information comes from Linnell. Of the application of fundamentalist attitudes to the poets however, witness the psychological dissection of Hopkins, who if he were what anthropologists used to call a "salvage" would have his own museum of reconstructions, here a degenerate, there a fascist, any and all things where the good is remade into stereotypical evil that gets young peppery guys published. The essence of the fundamentalist attitude is celebrated "outward ceremony," Wayne Dwyer selling his 20,000 books and moving to Maui to follow the Tao, just what Oprah would like, an easy grasp of the profound. Blake says that the eternal body of man is the imagination and that to be a Christian is to be an artist, a poet/painter/musician/architect, and that that is the only preoccupation of the mind, gained over life and work, not in ease. Then we can know who the Christians are, not that art makes them so, it is just what the redeemed do.
Another way to demolish art and artist, Blake in particular, is to acknowledge his Christ, but claim him simply confused. Do not forget what they did to Orpheus, tore him limb from limb, "a system so arcane, so embroiled in its own solipsistic mythology, that it is a resounding failure." "I will fit my small mind into his" should be the quest of these seekers of eternity in their dreams. Blake and his companions Milton and Hopkins lived it in the day. "Are you eternal?" You could ask the critics this, but they won't like it. George Richmond went walking with Blake, "feeling as if he were walking with the prophet Isaiah" (Davis, 154).
riters, they are latitudinarians not Luthers. Blake says Luther kept whores. How modern of him. Christians are like Swift. When his yahoo rains down upon the narrator standing under a tree, that is what a christian would say in art. The broadness of a christian cannot be managed. Donne was a christian when he wrote the Songs and Sonnets.
Dimmesdale back in the pulpit after a suitable time because "the gift of God is without repentence." Blake's specie of Christian, and remember that his works were burned by just those same specie, is still a page in Marriage where Palmer says "I think the whole page...would at once exclude the work from every drawing room table in England" (The Stranger From Paradise, 409).
Dissenters speak the language of Enthusiasm, Bentley says, (365) citing Linnell, "The mind that rejects the true Prophet...generally follows the Beast also for the Beast & False-Prophet are always found together." Such notions of the prophetic are intimately biblical, but what they mean is not that "Blake claimed the possession of some powers only in a greater degree that all men possessed and which they undervalued in themselves & lost through love of sordid pursuits--pride, vanity, & the unrighteous mammon" (367). Yeats would come right out of his grave to get such power. Think of the comfort that would give the theosophists. Try as he may Yeats cannot. We will visit him there soon. Stay tuned.Try as he would, to get "the power,"Yeats invented visions out of intellect. If you yourself see fleas in the spirit, as Blake, that is, originally perceive the unknown, be democratic.
like Edward I, etc. Then Blake drew the visionary head of a flea. That's the high art of spoof. Varley's a little serious? He says Blake said the flea was originally created large but had to be shrunk because it was too great a predator. It's a good thing Donne didn't hear about it. The sensationalisms of literature should be read as fiction. Shall Gulliver be turned into Hakluyt?
Pennsylvania Dutch imagination is communal. It borrows biblical metaphor and puts it on chests, linen, china, ironwork, fraktur. The tree, the branch, the corn of wheat symbolize Christ, so that natural existence is sanctified with his symbolic presence. Such understanding has been resisted in the demythology of Anabaptist religion by its own proponents, partly from embarrassment at claiming any virtue in particular. Generations who shunned outward celebration were a little silent about this inner world even while they went day to day in faith contemplating its flower of an “uncontaminated good within natural reality.” (Stoudt, 101). Surrounding themselves with natural images of Christ transferred their own redemption to creation, which came close to being an unstated sacrament. The lily, its predominant symbol, represented many aspects, but the artistic setting was not a garden, it was show towels, quilts and chests. With this decorative principle emerged an aesthetic of life.The lily in the hymns and the gardens, was an image from the Song of Songs before its elaboration in the writings of Boehme and subsequent celebration in colonial Pennsylvania, transported there by the Ephrata Cloister. As a manifestation of their inner redemption, "a fair flower grows out of the rough earth, which is not like the earth but declares by its beauty the power of the earth, and how it is mixed of good and evil; so also is every man, who, out of the animal, wild, earthly nature and quality, is born again so as to become the right image of God. For those who are a growth of such a kind, and are shooting forth into the fair lily in the kingdom of God and are in process of birth, have we written this book” (Jacob Boehme, Six Theosophic Points, 4).
The flower of this soil compared to the image of God emerging from the animal man is an outcome hard to obtain. The silence of devotion, the acceptance of suffering, union with God in this inmost birth are the consummations imaged in “the blossoming of the lily,” Christ in the believer's heart compounding paradise. Rejection of the lily, disguised as apparent acceptance, has allowed its adversaries to say one thing and do another as they destroyed God's handiwork and call it progress.The destruction of the earth, clothed in progress, and a hardheartedness against the poor, were in other words merely the rejection of Christ.
This celebration of the garden within, a terrestrial paradise, was also part of the larger medieval setting. Catholic writers sang in celebration of love in the German Minnesong and baroque German religious poets (Stoudt, 56) as in Bernard of Clairvaux and Dionysian Neoplatonism, even more obscure, but how did the lily get on the linens and into the chests? The train of descent seems to be that the image in Boehme and Song was transferred to hymnists, “escaped to illuminated writings, to the decorated chest, and to pottery” (Stoudt, 92). So a four fold progression accounts Bible, Boehme, hymns and folk art or, starting from the end result, “Pennsylvania German folk art is basically spiritual in concept and the motifs and designs used are non-representational expressions of traditional Christian imagery” (Stoudt, vii). All this is merely to say that the symbols of this art are intellectual conceptions of its faith.
Of course simplicity is itself an offense so this could not be left to stand. A great many efforts were made to demolish this view, both in its precursors and its antecedents, concentrated in the modern era on the destruction of Stoudt. We come to it below.
A more common objection is, if it is a lily why does it look like a tulip?
Answer: because the lily is not from nature but from art, that is to say, it is not drawn to look like a real flower but represents an internal state, an internal flower, a flowering heart. Of course it’s not a lily either, it is a symbol of the internal fourfold discernment traced by critics in philosophy, hymns, gardens and kitchens and household effects. As a course in interior design, it is the most quintessential Dutch practice. In actuality the flower is a series of devotional attitudes and states of mind. That being the case, while they name it the lily, that flower does not best describe it, which honor may fall to Johann Arndt in his Wahres Christenthum. Stoudt documents the lily in its folk representations, but we would want to find out its origin in folk life outside of Boehme which occurs in folk art: fraktur, embroidery, chests.
The inescapable Dutch “tulip” then, that looks like a tulip, indeed we would say it is a tulip, is Christ, says Stoudt (106) and is heavily medieval in its praise as an “inarticulate belief in the artist’s heart” (Stoudt, 15). Critics have been pretty quiet about this iconic mind filled with decorations and gardens, a “use of natural events and objects to describe spiritual conditions." Interpreted with hymns and flowers, stars and lilies, roses on pottery and linens, the lily “dominates the poetry and the literature; tulips appear rarely in verbal form” (Stoudt, 100). These collective biblical images underlay their minds with faith. But the mind is not separate from the body or from the emotions. The Pennsylvania Dutch “produced an American decorative art which, with few minor exceptions, is the only indigenous art of its kind in our land”(Stoudt, 3).

A comparison of Shaker, fraktur and Blake is first a comparison of art and text. Blake's images, his decoration, languished in much the same way as fraktur, divorced from the text when his work was neither reproduced nor understood. Even though Weiser says "Fraktur existed for the sake of the texts," and "a few selected images to convey the message," nobody read those texts, much less took them seriously. Weiser says it was because of a "preoccupation with death and religious themes" (xxviii), but such themes everywhere overwhelm English poetry at every turn, so why should it diminish the German? Separate from the text, fraktur decorations resemble Blake's art divorced from his writing. The visual image was accepted before the written.
Fraktur is a species of language flower, but according to Weiser, "...one basic fact must be underscored in studying these documents--the illumination was auxiliary to the text" ("Piety and Protocol in Folk Art," 1). Such divorces are premature because the illuminations emerge from the text. Consider Plate 60 of Hershey's This Teaching, "Ihr Kinder Wolt ihr Lieben," ("O Children Who Are Loving"). This particular design is attributed to schoolmaster Jacob Gottschall (1793), but the text, "O Children" is a hymn of Christopher Dock's, himself a schoolteacher. It was presented as a reward to a student, Anna Kampffer in 1793, but the actual letter strokes mimic the design of the flowers in the composition, making the teaching a kind of Calligrammes, a hand drawn vispo, flower of the hand and mind. Letters, alphabets, numerals, colors and shapes woven to attract the child, now the adult, contemplate the text with the art.
We get over disbelief. The child believes, but the adolescent diminishes, imitates the adult. In their private paradise they go to pillage the garden. Ask if one believes and get a look. One believes in profit. One believes in success. But look for paradise if you believe it's lost. Find a piece of paradise. Evening conversations would begin, "did you find paradise today?" Everyone would be looking.The relation of Pennsylvania Germans to decoration greater than tulips, hearts, stars and crowns, or Mennonites turning flowers into bookmarks to bring paradise indoors, or linens, furniture and pottery of communal tulips that migrate from paper to linen to wood, or even letters filled with swirls and stipples that whirl under signatures in descending spirals has as much to do with the absence of these things as with their presence, the plainness of a board, the cut of a lapel, whether cap or bonnet or hat, Christmas cookies at play and glee, but in a life capable of belief, an inner spiritual form and force from which the outward material surface of reality proceeds, the greater decoration is the less.
“Are there also men who are not conscious of possessing a higher spirit than brutes, and yet maintain, that they can keep their minds in a good state of rest in this life?” This question is in one of the books. Plain folk means black suit and dress, but what are they hiding? Is it something you can't see, invisible or covered up? To hide in a rough brown cabinet wood handled tools, embroidered linens in trunks on metal rollers, pottery in wardrobes, unknown, unsigned, eponymous paradox, hand painted china, hand made dresses.
The loss of German devotional ways goes to the heart of the loss of folkways, art, language and culture. What indeed were the picture oriented, word oriented, Bible centered devotional ways that Yoder ties to the roots of fraktur in Central Europe from the sixteenth century, expressed in fraktur in calligraphy and symbols "from the tombstone to the barn," he says, "the six-pointed star with its variations, the tulip-rose-lily, the tree of life" (272)? He supposes a disagreement between experts to preserve an objective distance. Choose among Stoudt's "brand of Christian mystical theology leading down from medieval Catholic mystics to Boehme and the Pietist hymnists of the seventeenth century" (274), a less Catholic, more Protestant church or sect, or a cast off pagan origin of hex signs. Pretend choices matter little to the survival or demise of devotional outlooks that fraktur exemplifes with all the other forms of folk art in this tradition. He admits, "the devotional life of the Pennsylvania Germans centered around Bible, hymnbook, and prayerbook, and strangely enough, fraktur" (275), which was "needed in the culture that produced it. It was a visual, moral, and religious symbol of the individual's relation to the institutions within the folk culture--the church, the school, and the family" (275). Except it was a symbol of relation to the natural world.