Dispatch #141

Poetics Statement

POETICS STATEMENT

To listen, and to wait. To find a phrase to tamp down terror, a sentence to absorb the dread. To extract from the abstract a fragrance of the real. To break the line at the apex of a breath. To follow the breath. To watch swallows swell in unison from a sagging power line and fan out across a sky mottled with clouds—a dissolving syntax of clouds. To notice, and to go on noticing. To say so. There is no other task.