>I mean, I understand the point about
preaching, and I too dislike it; but isn't there a lack or absence in so
much poetry?
Of course, of course, there are holes everywhere, even my socks. But i meant
(i would have gone on to explain myself but then i realised i'd have been
preaching, if only for fun) that the proclamation of lack is from some
positions projected onto "all of us", or bare life, so vitality as full life
is made to be diminished in forms of nostalgia, ache, unspecifiable loss,
sin - And I'm not very happy with that.
Analogous to the ways certain methods of teaching begin with the assumption
that the pupil knows nothing etc.
Your "I too dislike it" echoes Marianne Moore, "I, too, dislike it. Reading
it, however, with a perfect contempt for it..." Contempt is a good place to
begin from...
Edmund
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