poetic imagination a cultural past does not exist. ... one must be receptive, receptive to the image at the moment it appears: if there be a philosophy of poetry, it must appear and re-appear in a significant verse, in a total adherence to an isolated image.

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in the poetic imagination a cultural past does not exist..

on our way back home....

how we keep boundaries, what permission we have to cross boundaries, and how we do so.

For a moment this fits:

Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.

It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.

-ED

“keep with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude,” which is found in nature, even while “in the midst of the crowd”