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# SHELDON KRANZ

Aesthetic Realism Consultant, Writer, Poet  (1919-1980)

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- [HOME](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/) - Literature & the Self SHELDON KRANZ is one of America's true poets and important writers, and was, early, a student of the philosophy Aesthetic Realism with its founder, the great poet and critic Eli Siegel. He became an Aesthetic Realism consultant in 1971. In classes with Eli Siegel, Sheldon Kranz learned to write authentic poetry. He
- [Turning Over a New Leaf](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/prose/turning-over-a-new-leaf/) - Turning Over a New Leaf—or, What Is Literature? 1 By Sheldon Kranz Originally presented in 1974 at the Aesthetic Realism Foundation, NYC. Published on this website in four parts. I believe that all literature is the making one of opposites; and that when a poem or prose work stirs us, it is because the
- [POEMS](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/) - Excerpts from the Preface by Eli Siegel—& Poems by Sheldon Kranz, from Personal & Impersonal: 6 Aesthetic Realists Read what Eli Siegel writes in his Preface about Sheldon Kranz's poems. A link to each of these poems is provided here. From the Preface by Eli Siegel — 1. The Ever-Living Question The question, What is poetry?—is
- [Aesthetic Realism Class<br> on Satire, taught by Eli Siegel](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/aesthetic-realism-class-on-satire-of-may-24-1948-taught-by-eli-siegel/) - Class of May 24, 1948 Report by Sheldon Kranz Note: Sheldon Kranz wrote informal reports of some of the earliest classes Kranz attended with Mr. Siegel. Teaching for four decades (1941-1978) in New York City, Eli Siegel gave thousands of thrilling lectures and classes on the arts and sciences—scholarly and groundbreaking. Based on the principles he taught, the Aesthetic
- [Aesthetic Realism Class <br>on Play and Work <br>taught by Eli Siegel](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/aesthetic-realism-class-on-play-and-work-taught-by-eli-siegel/) - March 29, 1948 Report by Sheldon Kranz Note: Sheldon Kranz wrote informal reports of some of the earliest classes Kranz attended with Mr. Siegel. Teaching for four decades (1941-1978) in New York City, Eli Siegel gave thousands of thrilling lectures and classes on the arts and sciences—scholarly and groundbreaking. Based on the principles he taught, the Aesthetic Realism Foundation provides
- [PROSE](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/prose/) - Turning Over a New Leaf; or, What Is Literature? Part 1: Freedom and Order in Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice; Feeling Good and Feeling Bad: Emily Dickinson & Edna St. Vincent Millay. Part 2: The Ordinary Is Wonderful, Too: Sinclair Lewis' Babbitt; The Strange and the Everyday: Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland. Part 3: People
- [Aesthetic Realism Class on Languages, taught by Eli Siegel](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/aesthetic-realism-class-on-languages-taught-by-eli-siegel/) - Class of September 13, 1948 Report by Sheldon Kranz Note: Sheldon Kranz wrote informal reports of some of the earliest classes Kranz attended with Eli Siegel. Teaching for four decades (1941-1978) in New York City, Eli Siegel gave thousands of thrilling lectures and classes on the arts and sciences—scholarly and groundbreaking. Based on the principles
- [Aesthetic Realism Class<br> on the Self & Aesthetics, <br>taught by Eli Siegel](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/aesthetic-realism-class-on-the-self-and-aesthetics-taught-by-eli-siegel/) - Class of March 8, 1948 Report by Sheldon Kranz Note: Sheldon Kranz wrote informal reports of some of the earliest classes Kranz attended with Mr. Siegel. Teaching for four decades (1941-1978) in New York City, Eli Siegel gave thousands of thrilling lectures and classes on the arts and sciences—scholarly and groundbreaking. Based on the principles
- [Turning Over a New Leaf — Part 4](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/prose/turning-over-a-new-leaf-4/) - Turning Over a New Leaf—Or, What Is Literature? 4 By Sheldon Kranz Dickens, Henry James & more One of the earliest things I remember Eli Siegel telling his class was: "A person wants to be excited and he wants to be calm. When a person reads a book or looks at a picture or listens
- [Turning Over a New Leaf—Part 3](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/prose/turning-over-a-new-leaf-part-3/) - Turning Over a New Leaf—Or, What Is Literature? 3 By Sheldon Kranz People and Novels I had the greatest personal and aesthetic experience when I began to study Aesthetic Realism with Eli Siegel. My life was given a form, a shape, a coherence which made me respect myself and life more. That personal and aesthetic
- [Turning Over a New Leaf—Part 2](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/prose/turning-over-a-new-leaf-part-2/) - Turning Over a New Leaf—Or, What Is Literature? 2 By Sheldon Kranz The Ordinary Is Wonderful, Too Everyone has complained of how things are boring and tedious and how we're stuck in a rut. The fiction of the world, as well as the poetry of every country, says: Look again. The everyday world that you
- [My Mother Was a Girl](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/prose/my-mother-was-a-girl/) - By Sheldon Kranz Introduction: In an Aesthetic Realism Beauty Conference Sheldon Kranz had in the early 1950s—a class in which Eli Siegel looked critically at the work of one particular artist or writer—Mr. Siegel discussed his prose and poetry. In speaking of this short story, "My Mother Was a Girl," Mr. Siegel said: "One of
- [My Mother Was a Girl—2](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/prose/my-mother-was-a-girl-2/) - By Sheldon Kranz Back to Part 1 He drove around for a while trying to enjoy the night air, and then he came home. He felt awful for the rest of the evening. And May didn't seem to want to understand. "How long is this going to go on?" she asked. "Something's got to change."
- [Sonnet for an Enemy](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/sonnet-for-an-enemy/) - By Sheldon Kranz If love for love is my own winter's tale, Then gratitude must find a willing mate, And search beneath the sea for one clear sail, That fought the waves and sank beneath their weight. If individuality pursues My wildest flights across the barren reef, Then love in all its pride cannot refuse
- [Problem in Space](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/problem-in-space/) - By Sheldon Kranz I sit and listen While part of me drifts among the coffee cups, No longer wanting to look at you. I talk and smile acutely While—gently floating— I look down on our quiet heads And find the tops of heads most curious. You would not know this, Until tired of the conversation
- [The Blue Coat](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/the-blue-coat/) - By Sheldon Kranz "Just look at him," the mother said, "Doesn't he look precious?" The boy looked down and saw his coat. He smiled. "My coat is blue," he said. The words went deep and twisted hard; The sun was gone; the coat was harsh; The boy began to weep. Deep within him lay the
- [Homer, Sappho, and Everything](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/homer-sappho-and-everything/) - By Sheldon Kranz You looked out to the clear horizon And saw Homer's warriors Charging across the plain. You listened and heard Sappho singing her melancholy songs Beside a quiet pool. And confusion in the city streets grew less, So did the hidden plots, The cruel accusations. And didn't you suspect In the growing light
- [The Moments between the Moments](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/the-moments-between-the-moments/) - By Sheldon Kranz To Anne Fielding If I say to you: See how the neat edge of that red book Lying on the table Meets the air so gently; And how that white piece of thread Straggling unadmired across the dark polished floor Is really what you have known Standing in the wings Waiting for
- [No Tickets](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/no-tickets/) - By Sheldon Kranz The rude voice announces That those without tickets Must leave the train immediately. People quickly fumble in purses And bring out small, bright objects They have carefully tucked into corners. Mementos delicately wrapped in tissue Appear and are disregarded; Pockets are turned inside out. And the clear voice announces That those without
- [Pale but Piercing Sky](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/pale-but-piercing-sky/) - By Sheldon Kranz It can seem in quiet moments, When the sky is a pale but piercing blue, That my eyelids are quite transparent; And I can see each object in the room Though my eyes are closed. How can I explain what seems to be? The light that flows through my eyelids is real.
- [Antagonism with Landscape](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/antagonism-with-landscape/) - By Sheldon Kranz Women with their soft eyes And bodies that invite, Can never penetrate To the secret winter of my mind. Here stars and flesh Tremble in hushed approval, And snow falls delicately Upon the angles of flesh and stars. Women curving gently, With hair blowing sweetly, Would be wounded Wandering among the cold
- [In Time](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/in-time/) - By Sheldon Kranz Clocks ticking in time, Have birds in them And grass bending in wind To meet the sixty seconds in every minute. Clocks moving in space, Have met the uncertain smile, the shattered lamp, And proceeded on, Not unaware that six o'clock Serenely waits for seven Now, and in time.
- [Rhoda](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/rhoda/) - By Sheldon Kranz My mother could not take in enough air, The doctor explained, And so she died. I walk to my office through crowded streets, And pass people, Busy with thoughts of the coming day, Who are not aware of how wonderful it is Just to breathe in and out. I do not think
- [The Funeral](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/the-funeral/) - By Sheldon Kranz It was a hot June day, And a breeze made the tall trees Wave in friendly welcome. Sunlight moved across white headstones, Around mausoleums, Along grass, alive and growing. On the coffin were flowers, White and pink, And the breeze came and moved them a little With a small, scraping sound, And
- [Becoming Morning](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/becoming-morning/) - By Sheldon Kranz Silver-footed I come through the night, Carrying the wings of the morning in my cupped hand, Holding them lightly, warming them Against the silver of my breast. For what is morning but the trembling against my heart, That in a moment will leap into the world, Scattering its light to reveal The
- [On Meeting Beauty](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/on-meeting-beauty/) - By Sheldon Kranz from an etching by Chaim Koppelman What shall we say of the clear light Curving swiftly across the gray skeleton of our mind, Illuminating dusty corners, Stirring old hopes? And when heavy iron doors are swung open To reveal a summer landscape where couples Deep in conversation Move quietly along red brick
- [<center>Pigeons and Men in<br>Tight Blue Suits</center>](https://sheldon-kranz.nancyhuntting.net/poems/pigeons-and-men-in-tight-blue-suits/) - By Sheldon Kranz I think the pigeons are friendly, Although they strut by without a glance; And I think the man in the tight blue suit is friendly, Although he does not smile And hides behind his paper. Pigeons and men in tight blue suits Can walk with us on shady streets, Sit easily at