Kasey writes:

I want to join Nada’s speculations on a “formalism of the emotions” with Ron’s concept of the poetic exploration of natural forms, but I don’t know how.

I think it’s because, KSM, that they are entirely alien concepts. Ron’s poetic exploration of natural forms, at least as it’s played out in his work, is more aligned to mathematics — i.e. copping for a poem the structure of a nautilus as it is based on the Fibonacci sequence. The result is structural containers to be filled.

I have almost never been able to work that way, except when, like a hermit crab, I steal someone else’s structure wholly and inhabit it with my own body. For me this is also a way of stealing someone’s syntax that I covet.

The “poetic exploration of natural forms” seems to me to have some age-of-reason-y, empiricist overtones. Objectively, there’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s entirely different from my way of working and also of just being in the world. I don’t trust empirical observation at all, although I know nothing could be more logical. Maybe that’s why I don’t trust it.

“The boundary of blur” indeed…

A formalism of the emotions would be very difficult, maybe impossible, to describe empirically, because each subjectivity brings with it its own set of memories, associations, and interpretations.

So maybe it’s a SUBJECTIVE formalism. Is that even possible?

I know that certain kinds of utterances, certain grammatical arrangements, certain words and even phonemes, tend to produce in me corresponding feelings. Those feelings are what I exploit/explore in the acts of writing and reading. Don’t know how likely the same items and combinations might be to produce similar reactions in another.

Gotta go outside — more on this later.

SUNNY DAY, EVERYTHING’S A-OK…

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  1. 24 JUne 2007 (even tide)A study of Sun Rays (Crespuscular) Running to find the end of the rainbow.Running to find that shaft glory–to be bathed in light.Bearing the soul to the divine.Seeking rest, surcease and cleansing all at once.Faith like a waterfall–full, abundant and never ceasing.25 June 2007Faith like a dream.Steadfast like a rock among the rapids.Quickly before the moment has passedLook into the water and see the gathering malestrom in the deep.Faith like a million droplets in a summer storm.Take delight in the rain.Move and have your being in it.“Be still and know that I am God.”26 June 2007Clouds on glass.

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