Balance, of some sort, is of the essence, perhaps, like trying to balance
on a beam, perhaps while slightly high?
I was taking David's 'stupid' as more metaphor than description, as it
seems Alison was doing too. Certainly, I find the poets I admire most have
pretty damn fine intellects, but they also make me feel. I think of Phyllis
Webb, in one direction, of (say) Tom Raworth (some would choose Prynne) in
another, of bpNichol in another, of Lisa Robertson & many others. Making me
feel & think, offering me energy to connect.
Certainly dumb poems don't do anything for me...
Doug
Douglas Barbour
Department of English
University of Alberta
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Beauty
is to lay hold of Love
is the leave
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