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Je est an autre...

I got him up out of bed today, put him in the shower, shaved, made
breakfast, etc. "Je" insisted on going for a cup of coffee, and a walk in
the sun. It was when "Je" wanted to go over and knock off my friend,
Verlaine, I had to intervene and put his weapon back in the closet.

Otherwise, "Je" has escapades that I find quite entertaining -  I always put
the good stuff into my journal to make into poems at 'an autre' time.

Rimbaudo





> Sure, but I think many of us here in this ongoing, & fascinating,
> conversation, are speaking about what works, at the moment, for us as
> we write(or attempt to).
> 
> I don't want to deny the 'I', but merely to state that most of the time
> it doesn't work as a method for me, right now anyway.
> 
> I do think that the discussion is good precisely because it has shown
> how different we all are, while clearly committed to artistic 'truth.'
> (let's leave 'sincerity' out of it, although I do like Anny's comment
> on 'sinceritas'). The work, the poem, needs to come to us as honest [in
> its craft, art, whatever] (the writer, well s/he/s somewhere else)...
> 
> Doug
> On 6-Jun-07, at 4:47 AM, Joseph Duemer wrote:
> 
>> "If a poet has something besides themselves and their gift to share
>> with us
>> . . ."
>> 
>> Yes, agree. And also with the poem as revealing the "fullness of the
>> world,"
>> in Stephen's phrase. But I think, too, that that not using the first
>> person
>> is just as often a stance, a position, a pose, as the worst falsely
>> "sincere" lyric. If you want to avoid what I would rather call
>> sentimentality, you are going to have to do more than abandon the first
>> person pronoun. (By 'you' I don't mean anyone it particular, here or
>> elsewhere.)
>> 
>> jd
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