The Necessity of Symbols

Thomas Ramey Watson

ISBN 10: 0981843026 / ISBN 13: 9780981843025

Published by Barn Swallow Media, 2013

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nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - What Body You still believe the body is a temple for the spirit Then read Thomas Ramey Watson and be delighted and appalled with him! The Necessity of Symbols plays again and again on the sacredness of the body-the body in love, the body in ecstasy of spirit and memory, even the body of Christ in communion. Like the forgotten troubadours, the poet gives a credible poetic ground that loving the beloved's body is close to loving God, or at least appreciating the universe. 'Knot Intrinsicate' celebrates a woman's power: I am seventeen- you, soft-voiced Guenevere. But a Russian doll, you held inside Mary, hawk of Catholicism, and Cleopatra, salad of the crescent world: eaten-undone-whole again. In a long poem that summarizes loss of job, loss of wife, loss of environment (Colorado), the poet holds psalms and songs in memory step by step of the way, shoring up the many threats to his spiritual life ('A Book of Hours'): My mind stayed on echoes: whether one eats God's words, or wakes within them- does upheaval always follow In the poem, 'Holy Communion,' the poet does not scruple to equate the host with two lovers, who, as the poem progresses are separated, however, with the finite limits between them implicitly contrasted to God's infinite love: 'Broken from you, / I am set on a shelf.' However, the lover remains an inspiration: Rising past the fragrance of ankles and thighs, lingering on chest and neck, to pause on tiny moles like cinnamon sprinkled about your mouth that explored with words, and tongue, and smile, then to those eyes, brown as buttered crust on fresh-baked bread; still I hear your voice, yeasty, low. These are fine points of a book with a broad sweep-poems about family, poems contrasting the poet's native Denver with the signal cultural meccas of Europe, poems most often of joy. The range is admirable and the poems intricate and dedicated to spiritual growth, with creation the touchstone where reality is tested and embodied. Alan Naslund, author of Silk Weather.

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Bibliographic Details

• Title: The Necessity of Symbols
• Publisher: Barn Swallow Media
• Publication Date: 2013
• Language: English
• ISBN 10: 0981843026
• ISBN 13: 9780981843025
• Binding: Taschenbuch
• Condition: Neu
• Dimensions: 203W x 133H x 6D millimeters 203 millimeters width by 133 millimeters height by 6 millimeters depth
• Weight: 123 grams

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Synopsis

Foreword: What Body?

You still believe the body is a temple for the spirit? Then read Thomas Ramey Watson and be delighted and appalled with him! The Necessity of Symbols plays again and again on the sacredness of the body—the body in love, the body in ecstasy of spirit and memory, even the body of Christ in communion.

Like the forgotten troubadours, the poet gives a credible poetic ground that loving the beloved’s body is close to loving God, or at least appreciating the universe. “Knot Intrinsicate” celebrates a woman’s power:

I am seventeen— you, soft-voiced Guenevere. But a Russian doll, you held inside Mary, hawk of Catholicism, and Cleopatra, salad of the crescent world: eaten—undone—whole again.

In a long poem that summarizes loss of job, loss of wife, loss of environment (Colorado), the poet holds psalms and songs in memory step by step of the way, shoring up the many threats to his spiritual life (“A Book of Hours”):

My mind stayed on echoes: whether one eats God's words, or wakes within them— does upheaval always follow?

In the poem, “Holy Communion,” the poet does not scruple to equate the host with two lovers, who, as the poem progresses are separated, however, with the finite limits between them implicitly contrasted to God’s infinite love: “Broken from you, / I am set on a shelf.” However, the lover remains an inspiration:

Rising past the fragrance of ankles and thighs, lingering on chest and neck, to pause on tiny moles like cinnamon sprinkled about your mouth

that explored with words, and tongue, and smile, then to those eyes, brown as buttered crust on fresh-baked bread; still I hear your voice, yeasty, low.

These are fine points of a book with a broad sweep—poems about family, poems contrasting the poet’s native Denver with the signal cultural meccas of Europe, poems most often of joy. The range is admirable and the poems intricate and dedicated to spiritual growth, with creation the touchstone where reality is tested and embodied.

Alan Naslund, author of Silk Weather
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As a result of a vision in December 2025, I have made four music albums from the lyrics of this book (same title). They are available on Amazon, Spotify, Apple, Deezer, YouTube, etc. Please check them out. They add more dimensions to the experience of reading alone.

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