Friday, February 04, 2005

Letters to Myself


Read it -- in BIG GULPS -- read and move on keep on reading not stopping to read to think but let reading be the lapping thinking thought is reading on


Lines, lapping:

          It is enough Glocester,
to say where it is,
had you also the will to be fine as

          as fine as fins are

                              as firm as

          as firm as a mackerel is
          (fresh out of water)

                              as sure


          as sure as no owner is
          (or he'd be to sea)

                              as vulnerable

          (as vulnerable as I am
          brought home to Main St
          in such negligible company) (MP 24)

The LINE is enlongated by its redoubling turning in on itself. Or is it dense -- repeating its similes as textures? OR is it a schizoid LINE entangled (as a net fishing mackeral fin) pulling in jerks and spasms?

"(W)hat I want to emphasize here, by this emphasis on the typewriter as the personal and instantaneous recorder to the poet's work, is the already projective nature of verse as the sons of Pound and Williams are practicing it. Already they are composing as though verse was to have the reading its writing involved, as though not the eye but the ear was to be its measurer, as though the intervals of its composition could be so carefully put down as to be precisely the intervals of its registration." (Olson, Projective Verse)