2008 Journal
by sibyllene Apr 3, 2011
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I'm thinking about... writing un-self-consciously. You feel, and there are words for the feeling, so there is speak, and voice, words and more words, as there is greater feeling, pressing upon head and heart, then there are voices being born, sprouting up, living thrusting gorging playing words, but then you feel too much, too many, too great, you |
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13 years agoby Jordan
This is progressive.
The form exceeds anything I've seen from most poems anywhere. So smart and concise. I know exactly what the details of this poem feel like and so in that sense it speaks to me, I suppose. The null stanza in the middle fascinates me, first as a poet and lover of art but most importantly as a linguist. You're detailing a great phenomenon here - speech conveyed through the absence of words. This poem, I think, is monumental for me and my development as a writer.
Bra-f*ing-vo for this!
Oh, I love it by the way.
