I just simply SEE it all the time, even the Greek cross sometimes. I hope it will all turn out to be true. The optimism is by no means simple-minded. There is a keen intelligence and an awareness of pain throughout this book. Or perhaps he lives in the same world as everybody else but sees it from a special Fourth Dimensional vista and can happily lend you his binoculars.
Happiness is the key.
Born in 1913, Broughton has lived his life as an essentially happy man, and the self created in his poetry has been a reflection of that happiness. Packing Up for Paradise is not Broughton's first selected poems. There are, however, some suprising omissions. Surprisingly, however, Cory does not seem to believe that Broughton has developed. If there is a sense in which what Cory says is true, there is also a sense in which it is not, and the sections into which he divides the book do nothing to clarify the matter.