sorrow to the speaker in many of [Thomas] Hardy's great love poems. Here, on the other side of the coin, it is treasured. The memory is seen as vividly as if were fixed in a cleft in the rocks, and belonged to the present. This ordinary woman isn't interested in posterity, but in preserving the most significant event of her life, for herself, in defiance of time. For writers, too, this is surely the origin of that strange compulsion to turn away from experience, so as to change another experience into words.Under the Waterfall
from Carol Rumens: The Guardian: Books blog: Poem of the week: Under the Waterfall by Thomas Hardy
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