> He said (when asked if he'd been upset
> by the news): "The world is what it is, not what we imagine it to be." As
a
> poet, I'd have to disagree with him there...
No, no. The world is what it is. Whatever that is. The point about
imagination is that it will never do for a tent or shroud: the world that is
not as we imagine it to be keeps jabbing through. The person you could never
imagine dying dies and is dead and cannot be imagined alive again (or can
only be imagined alive again). Being a poet is like being poked repeatedly
in the eye with a sharp stick.
Dominic
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