"The first three or four poems that I ever wrote were done in three or four different moods and with no systematic design. I was therefore duly surprised to find that each of them made considerable use of the term God. I studied the matter a little and came to the conclusion that this was the most poetic of all terms possible (pp. 33-34)."
Not to be missed is Weaver's discussion of this fact:
It tells us a great deal about a man to know that he chooses as his form of expression the poetic medium. It tells us, I think, something about his system of ontology. The composition of poetry is evidence that for him values have a reality, and that he is capable of emotion on the subject of value. The entire corpus of the world's poetry rests upon a theory of universal analogy which teaches that all phenomena in some degree resemble each other. There is minimal truth in even the wildest metaphor simply because this world is, from one point of view, a unitary thing. and this amounts to saying that it is a creation. When in the Anglo-Saxon legend a vision appeared to Caedmon and told him to "sing creation," it was as if inspiration were pointing out to the poet his archetypal theme. Now if poetry is this system of universal analogy, and if the analogy mounts up toward that which most resembles everything else, or that which has the most universal being, it is true that all poetry is a form of worship. Poetry and religion have been too often conjoined in cultural history for the union to be fortuitous. It is with the symbol that we make the leap from what can be demonstrated rationally to what cannot, so that the poet as poet is a non-rationalist. And his post-rational demonstrations are about matters of value. Every comparison he makes has its implicative. The poet likens life now to a prosperous sea-voyage; again to the sere and yellow leaf. These do not end with mere description. They place the subject somewhere on this ladder of universal analogy, so that we gain an insight into its relationship to true being. Metaphor, the distinguishing gift of the poet, as Aristotle pointed out, is the bridge between the phenomenal and the noumenal world, and it is no accident that there hangs about the poet, despite his often chequered mundane career, a certain aura of consecration. The practice of poetry amounts in effect to a confession of faith in immanent reality, which is the gravest of all commitments. Poetry on any other assumption would be anomaly." (Southern Essays of Richard Weaver, "Agrarianism in Exile," 32-33.)I am always astounded by how many powerful concepts Weaver can express in a few sentences. His reflections on myth, poetry, and reality tie in well with some of the profoundest work of Lewis, Tolkien, et al. His discussion of metaphor and creation is suggestive of some later work by Trinitarian theologians, and lastly he manages to bring up Aristotle, Caedmon, and Shakespeare, without even trying. If, however, one were to criticize Weaver for leaving some of his statements open to pantheistic and platonic interpretations, I would have to agree.