Hi Peter,
but who is offering value in respect of brokeness? Nobody here as yet. No
poet I'm aware of having read. They all make something. They don't offer
fragments (although some have talked about composition by fragment). How
can a fragment be defined - a word, a letter, a stray thought? Put one
next to another and what is going on is assemblage, something is being
made. Now, one's persons scrap of paper may, as Robert Sheppard has put, be
another's poem. But that doesn't mean that anybody is trading in
brokenness. The balance and value apportioned between continuity and
discontinuity of experience and perception and consciousness may be a
contestable area here. And the tea cup strikes me to play exactly into
object-based rhetoric, that doesn't seem useful. How is any poem like a tea
cup? Are you referring to Winnicott's 'holding object'?
love and love
cris
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