"... I would miss the shorthand that love makes out of life, the shorthand that cannot be like anything because it is not like anything. The language that is its own thing, beyond metaphor or simile, because it is love, and because love makes out of our lives something incomparable to anything ..."
And thank you especially for the introduction to Taylor Johnson's poetry.
Right next to your email this morning—it arrived at 1:01 am and yours at 1:02—was a newsletter spotlighting a poem by Ross Gay, “To the Fig Tree on 9th and Christian,” which is just about as perfect a shrinking of the space between as I can imagine. https://emergencemagazine.org/poem/to-the-fig-tree-on-9th-and-christian/ These two poems are talking to each other now! Maybe you know this poem too?
So much richness of thought here. The idea that language in relationship is so much a part of that love - yes. And I added two new words to my vocabulary today - carceral and asymptotic. Thank you Devin.
"... I would miss the shorthand that love makes out of life, the shorthand that cannot be like anything because it is not like anything. The language that is its own thing, beyond metaphor or simile, because it is love, and because love makes out of our lives something incomparable to anything ..."
And thank you especially for the introduction to Taylor Johnson's poetry.
Right next to your email this morning—it arrived at 1:01 am and yours at 1:02—was a newsletter spotlighting a poem by Ross Gay, “To the Fig Tree on 9th and Christian,” which is just about as perfect a shrinking of the space between as I can imagine. https://emergencemagazine.org/poem/to-the-fig-tree-on-9th-and-christian/ These two poems are talking to each other now! Maybe you know this poem too?
So much richness of thought here. The idea that language in relationship is so much a part of that love - yes. And I added two new words to my vocabulary today - carceral and asymptotic. Thank you Devin.