In Poetry Pre-Linguistic?
by Ed Mooney
* What is the gap between a vivid experience of the world and my postmortem, delayed, and limping descriptions? I’m in the midst of responding to a friend about his photos of trees and streams taken while walking. His is an immersion in the world unmediated by sentences. Perhaps the world’s address, for him, is more like a musical address than a courtroom or classroom address. If the world’s address can at times resemble musical address, then we might be […]