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Friday, 3 February 2012

What words do to me every week?

What is the separation between profoundness and absurdity? Which is more important: learning or unlearning? Can we afford to not answer everything we ask?

I don't mean to say I agree entirely, but I admire the following:
 I look at the poem I have written, look closely into it, listen to it. And it makes a demand on me to make me ask myself: Have I written the poem for my own sake, to show to myself and to others how clever I am? [...] Or is the poem there on the page, facing me because something has been happening?
-Freedom as Poetry: The Door, Jayanta Mahapatra
I have a small project somewhere in the buried files in my brain, and it is to do with strangeness. Note to self: I need to dig that one out. 

4 comments:

  1. @SandyCarlson: Yes I will! Thank you. ;)

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  2. I have not checked your blog in a long time. Really liked it. Keep writing!
    "Can we afford to not answer anything we ask?" If we choose to not answer often it lingers behind in the brain and creates a sense of uneasiness. Uncertainty perhaps causes the uneasiness.
    Unlearning seems very important and often more important than learning. We form so many layers of perceptions and beliefs which cloud the real picture.
    What's the project?

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  3. @Obscure Blogger:
    Thanks for the encouragement.
    Those are very observant lines from you - I am not differing but sometimes I have experienced the uneasiness vanish like the stress in a relaxation experiment on a viscoelastic material...
    Oh that project - yeah still working on it - I am trying to write a poem. May be I will discuss it with you.

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