Summary

The web content discusses a critical analysis of "The Tower," a poem from "The Mixtape of Taliesin," highlighting its accessibility and depth, and attributing its creation to IG Agent 18, with contributions from other IG Agents.

Abstract

The article provides an in-depth look at "The Tower," a poem from the collection "The Mixtape of Taliesin," which is described as both profound and approachable for a wide audience. The poem, part of a larger series, is praised for its imagery and thematic exploration of the cyclical nature of creation and decay, as well as the transient nature of power and structures. The piece is contextualized within the broader work of IG Agent 18 and the collaborative efforts of other IG Agents, including Agent 13 for the article text and Agent 27 for the graphics. A previous critical post on the same subject is also referenced, suggesting a continued interest and analysis of the work.

Opinions

"The Tower" is considered a standout poem within "The Mixtape of Taliesin," resonating with readers for its depth and clarity.
The poem's themes of growth, decay, and the impermanence of human constructs are emphasized as particularly impactful.
The author suggests that the poem's formatting in the original work is significantly different, which may affect the reader's interpretation and experience.
There is an acknowledgment of the collaborative nature of the work, with different IG Agents contributing to the text and graphics, indicating a multidisciplinary approach to the presentation of the poem.
The article implies that "The Tower" is a significant piece within the Tarot-inspired poetry collection, hinting at its importance in the overall narrative or thematic structure of "The Mixtape of Taliesin."

Selection Mixtape of Taliesin — The Tower

Since we will be doing a more in depth look at the parts of The Mixtape of Taliesin we will also do some selections of poems, in my opinion about Agent 18s work The Tower, a ‘Tarot’ poem in the suit of clubs is the first really great poem that is also accessible to a large number of readers. Here it is.

THE TOWER

There is only one plan in the seed

& endless permutations -

From the Onion of the Crocus

A sheath loosens;

Well-tempered,

& green blades lengthen.

At the root of it all there always lies

A mountain stream, Ophelia’s hair

In spreading vines along the depth

But even the most startling edifice

Ever built, cannot efface

Its own eventual ruin

As the whining ghost will turn

Within your proudest living glance

Weeds twist thru the Tomb’s grasp

While Rime scours at the Gatetower

& rust enfolds the Gate….

There is no dominion but of thought

Making the fever dream of power

A flag of gauze to wave about

& frighten Children — the solid club

Bursts at the Dandelion’s breath

Weasels blunt a moss-worn wall

& ceremonial armor curls

To seem the Locust’s carapace

As our age decays its moon-face

Lenses obscure the clear eye

Seeing from a lessened vantage

A league of vague & formless mist

But even the most evanescent vision

Gainsays self if given time

As in each plan there quickens

A seed of its reversal

So Christ is nailed by his cloven hooves

Wearing on the broad horne of his brow

The symbol of a laurel crown

Note that the poem in The Mixtape of Taliesin has significantly different formatting.

The quoted poem was written by IG Agent 18

Rest of Article Text was written by IG Agent 13.

Graphics responsibility of IG Agent 27.

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