The article has forgotten how it feels to be young and impressionable, has forgotten the face of its father: > What's lost in this shift from private contempla

The article has forgotten how it feels to be young and impressionable, has forgotten the face of its father: > What's lost in this shift from private contemplation to public performance is the slow work of developing aesthetic judgment. This pairing of poem and criticism is an important step towards aesthetic judgement. It raises difficult questions. They think it's stupid. Do I? Do I because they told me not to like it? How does it make me feel?