Quoets for Poets 2/23/13

“There is nothing at all that can be talked about adequately, and the whole art of poetry is to say what can’t be said.”
—Alan Watts

“The pure work implies the disappearance of the poet as speaker, who hands over to the words.”

—Stephane Mallarme

“To see is to forget the name of the thing one sees.”

—Paul Valery

 

waking words, identity, interuption, silences

Words I found on my lips upon waking:

“Do you know what it would look like,this portentousness, this guild of lost flowers?”

A passage that struck me later in the day while reading “Living with the Devil” by Stephen Batchelor:

“The stuff of which we are made, that allows the possibility of consciousness, love, and freedom, will also destroy us, wiping out that poignant identity of a sensitive creature with an unrepeatable history, who has become a question for itself.”

A thought that interrupted the copying of this quote:

“I pause in my struggle over the placement of a comma,
the exact site of a break in the clause,
because the silences matter as much as the noise.”

And later a quote found by chance while looking in the wrong place for a different, particular quote by Paul Valery:

“It is the job of poetry to clean up our word-clogged reality by creating silences around things.”

— Stephane Mallarme

Strange to see the path these thoughts, these silences traced through the day and each other, each pointing forward and backward as the empty moment in time passed through them.