The image is the magic lantern which lights up the poets in their darkness. But images aren’t alone. There are passages between them which also must be poetry.
—Jules Supervielle,”Thinking About a Poetics”
Mid-Century French Poets, edited by Wallace Fowlie (Grove Press, 1955)
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10.11.2009
9.22.2007
figurehead from dream
Poetry comes to me from an always latent dream. I like to direct this dream except on days of inspiration when I have the impression that it directs itself
I don’t like a dream which just drifts (I was going to say which just dreams). I try to make a substantial dream of it, a kind of ship’s figurehead which after crossing inner space and time confronts outside space and time—and for it the outside is the blank page
—Jules Supervielle, “Reflections on the Art of Poetry, 1951,” Selected Poems, edited by George Bogen
I don’t like a dream which just drifts (I was going to say which just dreams). I try to make a substantial dream of it, a kind of ship’s figurehead which after crossing inner space and time confronts outside space and time—and for it the outside is the blank page
—Jules Supervielle, “Reflections on the Art of Poetry, 1951,” Selected Poems, edited by George Bogen
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