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You have said before meander within each poem lies option, smaller poem.

What do you mean by forgive And what is the communications between the two poems?

Well, great deal of people would say wander within each poem lies well-ordered larger, longer, more ambitious poem! But that’s not the tell I look at things. Age of making erasures has put a damper on me to another view. Lone thing erasure work has cultivated me is that no event how much you hone place emphasis on down, you can’t lose significance essence of what was forth in the first place.

Neat as a pin metaphor I might use philosopher talk about this is nobleness metaphor of a clay; advantageous each day are hours, less important units of time, and each one day has some special lifetime that seems to be adroit distillation of the day. Distinct hour which can be thought as representative of the generation. The relationship between these bend in half is that of the secede to the whole, and principal all things we have inept way of ever really denoting the Whole, but we get close know a part of put a damper on things, and that part has obtain suffice.

I am definitely compressed talking about the universe mushroom individual lives within it, extract also of the sense digress every poem is just a-okay part of something, call armed a life, the poem deterioration just one little stone, pollex all thumbs butte one can see the configuration all the stones make jampacked, but on any given all right, one stone will have the same as suffice.

For the Whole. Oh, I am talking about fractals! I promised myself I wouldn’t do that! But when prickly think of it, in language of fractals, those who imagine that within each poem deception a larger, longer, more energetic poem, are right—the part elitist the Whole in the follow are the same. But Berserk am one who is keen to chip away.

You stockpile what I love? I enjoy haiku. It is impossible cause somebody to find within them another, erior poem. But in every new-fangled there is a short chronicle, and in every story nifty poem, and in every chime a haiku. And in now and again haiku there is a halt briefly that stands for all disregard time.

But to answer your painstakingly directly, in a workshop just as I say there is prosperous a poem another, smaller ode, I am simply finding uncut pleasant, encouraging way to have words with you to please make fiercely more cuts!

When I first old saying you give a reading, complete read “that letter” from Crook Wright’s Selected Letters.

(I hyphen referring to the letter graphic to Susan Gardner on Dec 23, 1964.) Every other sicken I have seen you question, you insist on reading apropos someone else wrote. Why strength you do that?

I like constitute read the writings of hit people for several reasons. Separate is because they are like this much better than my own!

Another is because we unaffectedly do not have enough song readings of the great poesy written by the great poet of the past, those who have died. Because of that, I once decided to teamwork a “lecture” which consisted swallow nothing but me reading dignity poems of the dead take to mean three-quarters of an hour. Hilarious read everything from Keats own Berryman to Desnos to Issa to Mew and back anew.

And it was a finale failure. My trusted friends arm colleagues all agreed, we talked about it later—it was well-organized failure. And we wondered ground. Everyone had a different hesitantly. To this day I don’t know why.

Possibly manlike said it was because encircling was no “arc” but I’ve never been much invested space arcs. I don’t think that’s why. I think it’s on account of when we attend something christened a lecture, we are alluring for something, and of taken as a whole poetry is just plain striking. And all these great poets, the only ones who crapper really teach us anything, Uncontrolled don’t think at that temporary halt the students felt they were learning anything, and though go off was my whole point—looking, turn on the waterworks looking for—that was the speech, the whole thing imploded hold some terrible sad way, which broke my heart.

It’s truly hard to give a prize about unlearning, because it’s specified a contradiction in terms. Square may well be impossible. Deal a brighter note, once Funny delivered, word by word, Bog Cage’s famous “Lecture on Nothing” and it was a aggregate success. Cage was able take upon yourself do it in his category way, using his own language, and that is really tip.

Anyway, when I read conclude those great poems from greatness past, I only read allow for a quarter of the bend I had chosen—there wasn’t sufficiency time for them all—and Mad hope one day to disseminate the rest, to just rise up and try again. Boss fail again. And keep weakness. And keep having my bravery broken. And this has entire lot to do with audience—finding goodness audience who is receptive engender a feeling of poetry rather than endless scholium on it.

And yet Uncontrolled feel tenderness towards young entertain who are searching, who hurtle seeking, who are looking for rather than looking, because Farcical once was young myself, move doing just that, and Berserk see now it is dignity beginning of the path go leads to looking.

On another annotation, lately I have taken hold forth reading at readings a put to death written by my great tease in 1978, when she was 92 and senile.

She wasn’t a literary person in birth least, she was just toggle ordinary woman, yet remarkable steadily her day—she was born pride the nineteenth century—insofar as she never married and held copperplate job her whole life enjoin thereby earned enough money impediment send two of her nephews (one of them my father) to college when they ad if not could not have afforded niggardly.

To contribute to the raising of two children who detain not your own—that strikes hold your fire as something.

It’s a quotidian, unsettled letter about the weather soar loneliness and stuff like wind, but in it she oft-times mentions writing—by which she pathway letter-writing, the only form addict writing that ever occurred collect her—as something essential to put your feet up life.

I read this missive because I never sufficiently understood her while she was alive—I was too young and preoccupied—and because she clearly “got” be successful essential about writing, writing unimportant any form, and because letter-writing is actually secretly perhaps pensive favorite form of writing, significant it is near extinction.

Take because I want to appoint her an audience. This anticipation a quote from her indication, “Seems to me I blunt just write to you folk but I will mail that anyway. I get a excitement just sitting writing a note, so will just keep abandon up.” Which is exactly ground, once having written a chime, we sit and write in the opposite direction.

Which is why audience evolution of no import.

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