Fascinating word: 'Fruitility'. In first instance I assumed you meant 'futility' as I looked in my big english dictionary and couldn't find the word 'fruitility'. After a little googling I found the following though:
Harrison's 'Three Poems from Bosnia', written in 1995, describe the brutality of all ethnic cleansing with as much pathos and sympathy for the individuals caught up in war as any great anti-war poem. However, anger and suffering are not the dominant theme. The one thing which links the vigorous polemics and outrage against death with the humour of poems like 'Doncaster' (yes, a poem about Saturday night in 'Donny') is Harrison's ability to show where, despite everything, we can find joy.
'Fuck philosophy that sees
life itself as some disease
we sicken with until released,
supervised by Pope or priest,
into a dry defruited zone'.
The alternative is to enjoy what he calls 'fruitility', the pleasure that exists in sensual things, in eating fruit, in sex, in music: 'Meaningless our lives may be/but blessed with deep fruitility'.
(Phil, this last paragraph has everything to do with coffee too... So you don't have to worry were 'way of track'
(is that a correct saying..?)
Thanks btw for the fascinating internetjourney I made to discover all the facts you sum up (although I disagree about the Taoist... as they seem to be peacefull, but when digging deeper it's just indifference what you find. (a buddhist can't kill a fly, a taoist can). Furthermore they can be very agressive, especially when trained in martial arts (Taoist-fighting-monks who train over 10 hours a day) as there is no purpose training fighting techniques for self-defense (as it was in the old days) but it is still done, just because
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I was writing: the facts you sum up. I discovered new sites and new insights which are worth to remember...
Last night in bed, I kept thinking about the poem, as it rooted somehow in my brain... as I wondered about why he deliberately not mentioned Buddha (although he did so (indirect), when he writes: 'we all told him...'). This is somehow a contradictio in terminis. Buddha (who dissolves the 'sufferering' self through a technique which is called nowaday's in the west: 'Living in the now') and as there is no 'Me' who can suffer, there is no Me at all, noticing things. There just is, what is. So he deliberately did not mention boeddha... although he writes a few sentences further that: 'we all told him'...
Strange, and it kept me out of sleep till 3 'O clock. But is was worth it. Every minute.
thanks.