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mirror effectEdebiyat
In Percy Bysshe Shelley's A Defence of Poetry, as a romantic poet, he defends that poetry and poets are glorified, praised. Poet is like a prophet because like a prophet they observes and express what is beyond. According to him, poetry is the ultimate source and extends the meaning of imagination and expression. He believes that there is something coming from inside and poetry is the best tool to reflect those feelings externally. Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful and reveals the hidden wisdoms or truths. And he makes comparision between reason and imagination he says yes reason and logic is neccessary but without imagination you can't perceive things.
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poet is a liarEdebiyat
Oscar Wilde lived in Victorian Era but resisted their beliefs. In literary criticism, we see that before Oscar Wilde, poets were trying to defend poetry against some accusations and chargings. But here he advocates poet and poetry and says, yes poet is a liar and that is what it should be, otherwise there would be no difference between philosophy and poetry or history and poetry. According to him, if you want to read something true or real you need to read something another rather than poetry. Also he advocates that life imitates art, not art imitates life. It means that artists and people are effecting from art and start to live their life with that.
Şöyle ya da böyle olmak elbette kendi elimizde. Bedenimiz bahçemizdir, irademiz de bahçıvanı, ister ısırgan dikersin, ister kekik, ister hıyar yetiştirir, kabak ekersin, bahçeni tek bir bitkiye ayırabilirsin ya da bir sürü çiçekle doldurabilirsin, yeter ki sen iste! Bahçenin kısır kalması da elinde, verimli, bakımlı olması da. Bunların hepsini yapmak irademize bakar. Neyse ki, duygularımız mantığımızla dengelenmiş. Yoksa damarlarımızdaki şu azgınlık, içimizdeki şu şehvet düşkünlüğü bize ne oyunlar oynardı. İyi ki mantık denen bir şey var da, kuduran isteklerimizi, bedenimizin iğnelenmelerini, dizginsiz tutkularımızı bastırabiliyoruz.
