Showing posts with label pity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pity. Show all posts

8.25.2019

amateur maker

Bless and pity the amateurs in art and in poetry. So moved they are by art, they want to try to make it.

9.21.2017

empire poetry

Poetry, I’m afraid, is the apotheosis of lingual colonialism, as it colonizes all forms of literary output. No language poses impediment and whether elevated or common or neutral speech, it takes and remakes without pity or regret.