From a response paper I wrote for some CW course:
It is a mercy, then, that no two poets have the same inner life. As readers this allows us to see the world transform and transform again; as writers this allows us to offer something that no other person can offer. Every vision becomes not only true, but necessary, shedding light on the things the others have missed, or simply chose to ignore. This is Rothenberg’s “life-giving vision”, Kelly’s step beyond the “epiphany”, beyond the “flakes of mica embedded in” the pavement, seen for the first time. It is not enough that we see; it is necessary for us to let/make others see, to turn that hum in our head when we walk in the cold at night, that sudden inexplicable flash, that sudden shapeless dream, into the worst thing it can possibly be: a poem, made up of words. If only poems do not have to go through language, if only poems can be given to the world the way they come to us, elusive and formless and pure. But as Kelly says, “We are given: 1 world to transform, 1 language to transform it with.” So be it. We write, no matter how much is sieved and lost in the process, because every vision is legitimate, and needed.
So who’s Rothenberg and who’s Kelly? I seem to know so much about them.
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In retrospect though – I think I still believe in whatever shiz I’ve written years ago. :)
Now, if only I can make myself write again with the same ferocity. *Sigh*
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sumakit ulo ko dito.
actualleh ako din ahahahahaha XD
ayus. parang panira sa writing skills yung mga in the know ano? hahaha.
ahahahha. di naman, oks lang yun. baka mabaliw naman kasi tayo kung mag-poetry critique tayo every day anez hahahaha