I have been thinking about my instinctive intuition of what makes
a poem. THat would be a bundle of information tied up in a knot
and as the knot becomes undone by the reading the information
unfolds in a gasp of recognition upon the tongue. There is room
here for extraneous decoration such as the language poets provide.
But underlying that is purpose in the explication of intelligence.
Does that seem a long way from the poets on this newsgroup?
I suppose it is mainstream.
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