Whitman's signature proleptic
"you," his play across the
A brief coda addresses several additional poets (John Ashbery, Ben Lerner, Robert Pinsky) and turns the larger question over by thinking not about the difficulties that poems face when trying to look back, but those that appear when they seek to peak forward so as to look back from an imagined future, a sort of proleptic
This is the gist of the Advent grace of waiting in love, 'God is with us'-living in this proleptic
fulfillment of God's promise that he will always be with us.
In this sense resurrection is proleptic
and reflected back on how things are, bestowing a freight of meaning to quotidian reality.
Scott's bold typological rendering of nineteenth-century proleptic
visions not only of climate change, but also of acid rain and pollution, which truly do look forward to our ecological moment, is especially subtly and convincingly done.
10) feels in some sense proleptic
, its implausible palette appropriate for a city that keeps imagining its own transformation.
But Jack might like to take a look at the international standard on time (ISO 8601) which avoids the jumps of the changes in calendars (as the one in 1752 when the UK missed out 11 days changing from the Julian to Gregorian); this uses the proleptic
Gregorian calendar for past dates and does have a year zero before CE1.
The point of view shifts suddenly with the proleptic
narratorial commentary informing us that, "He would have ample time later to think about that.
For the first 81 pages--just over half its length--Levin engages with the pre-1878 work rather dutifully, only considering it for its proleptic
As well, this moment of proleptic
asphyxiation, coupled with its two subsequent repetitions in the text, provides the only representation of Rider's experience of the lynching itself that is afforded to the reader.
Diem also suggests a connection between these constructions and the proleptic
pronoun construction found in Gs'az (Dillmann 1907: 426-28):
That said, it did broach the implications of the Internet in two oddly proleptic
works, one conjuring the velocity of what we once called information overload, the other dramatizing the archival fever of textual mass production.