Rain turned to ice,and lightning splintered, it splicedthe black sky, it seeped a bright white.All animals they fled,from the sky as it bled,pale death that fell veiling the night.
The question __hy poetry?_ isn__ asking what makes poetry unique among art forms; poetry may indeed share its origins with other forms of privileged utterance. A somewhat more interesting question would be: __hat is the nature of experience, and especially the experience of using language, that calls poetic utterance into existence? What is there about experience that__ unutterable?_ You can__ generalize very usefully about poetry; you can__ reduce its nature down to a kernel that underlies all its various incarnations. I guess my internal conversation suggests that if you can__ successfully answer the question of __hy poetry?,_ can__ reduce it in the way I think you can__, then maybe that__ the strongest evidence that poetry__ doing its job; it__ creating an essential need and then satisfying it.
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The question __hy poetry?_ isn__ asking what makes poetry unique among art forms; poetry may indeed share its origins with other forms of privileged utterance. A somewhat more interesting question would be: __hat is the nature of experience, and especially the experience of using language, that calls poetic utterance into existence? What is there about experience that__ unutterable?_ You can__ generalize very usefully about poetry; you can__ reduce its nature down to a kernel that underlies all its various incarnations. I guess my internal conversation suggests that if you can__ successfully answer the question of __hy poetry?,_ can__ reduce it in the way I think you can__, then maybe that__ the strongest evidence that poetry__ doing its job; it__ creating an essential need and then satisfying it.
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