11.25.2007

Bobby D

"In the true poem, it is a poetic or creational passion that presides. The heart, the brain, the nervous system—that tree of immediate, intricately branching, correlations thruout the body—the visceral, deep inward, tonal condition, are united in one governance in that passion from which all the projected field of "content" and "affect", of "message" and of "invention", arises as the living body or form, the very poem of that always particular, always urgent, always unique demand that a poetry come into existence. Is it into the lungs that this whole intelligence comes into the pre-literate?"

(Duncan, from Notes on the Structure of Rime)