The White Sun Like A Moth On

I Am Grateful For - Though I Can't Keep Up With - The Flood Of Articles, Theses, And Textbooks That Mean To Share Insight Concerning The Nature Of Poetry.

The White Sun Like A Moth On A String Circles The Southpole.

A Poem Generated By Its Own Laws May Be Unrealized And Bad In Terms Of So-called Objective Principles Of Taste, Judgement, Deduction.

You Have Your Identity When You Find Out, Not What You Can Keep Your Mind On, But What You Can't Keep Your Mind Off.

Definition, Rationality, And Structure Are Ways Of Seeing, But They Become Prisons When They Blank Out Other Ways Of Seeing.