"a poet's words are of things that do not exist without the words"
from 'The Necessary Angel' 1984
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"If our auditory imaginations were sufficiently tuned to plumb and sound a vowel, to unite the most primitive and civilized associations, the word 'undine' would probably suffice as a poem in itself." Seamus Heaney
hmm! or, maybe don't exist except in the poet's experience or mind...? But yeah, maybe some poetry can open up new windows that can't be accessed otherwise! - evan
ReplyDeleteIf I could find that one thing that exists without words, I will have nothing to call it. That would be true freedom from the tyrany of voice. Yet somehow this wouuld be along a path of words away from words. I would be able to see what I do not see, and see it at its clearest, just as it is and not as its name makes it be. So a poet is a poet when reaches through poetry a world without words. I like that and will shut up then and say more.
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Dear Anon, I'm a believer in paradoxes, so I respond to your poem which leads away from words. But consider the possibility that there are places where words and things are one. I think that is the place W.S. is pointing to.
ReplyDeleteI just read this by Robert Adams, in a chapter on Mallarme; "He does not really believe that the world he is writing about exists at all. At least, if it exists, it exists only provisionally, as a convenient fiction which is dependent for its reality on the poetry which expresses/creates it." I wonder if the point is non-materiality, or the genetic potency of words? Maybe both. I think the poet's words create a paradoxical place which is simultaneously there and not there. A way to reconcile with death?
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