Write a poem that is an exercise in connecting the dots. Look at the order of the poem, it's not a ABAB but ABBA. Chiastic order. Chiaroscuro. It doesn't need to have line rhymes by order but by order of information follows this pattern.
Sometimes we settle for an image too easily. Challenge it.
The third eye knows, but it cannot see. Close your eyes and try to see with your third eye.
Emily Dickinson is like that, with all those abstract nouns capitalized, the orthographic notion that ideas themselves are real. Hope is a thing with feathers.
Look at the ordering of information, in your revision process. Look up the root meaning of words, the analytic process. Media, medium, immediately. Channel that information. Follow the words to their sources.
Fascination, fascist, fascism, the power of the erect penis, Priapus worship.
Poesis, is the maker of poetry, is the maker of recognition.
7/30/1987
no idea whose workshop this was. Still Pinsky?
Poesis, is the maker of poetry, is the maker of recognition.
7/30/1987
no idea whose workshop this was. Still Pinsky?
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