The Creative Imagination

Michael Peach

Perhaps Carl Jung was wrong; and the unconscious,
Rather than spawning images itself
Through innate archetypes, like a womb bears
Those formed by the creative imagination –
Which (independent of the headstrong will,
Yet with one wing in touch with consciousness)
Converts to symbols concrete experiences,
And (much more to the point) dissolves and fuses
Familiar images, to shape new ones.
Thus it conceives the wholeness Jung called Self
And, like the numinous Soul, is made in God’s image.

On second thoughts, it’s I who may be wrong;
And, as with Quantum-Relativity,
Not either-or but both reflects the whole.

Jerusalem
13 January 1998

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