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What should be
Does not go without saying

What cannot be said . . .
Should be written

The part leads to the whole
Which yields the part

Knowing what it's like
Is our knowledge - non-absolute

There must be semblance
To achieve contiguity

The poem is of things coming
Which need to be fetched

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Comparison maintains the incomparable
The distinction of things between them
Poetry forbids identification
On the sweetness of like harsh
Common? Come-on
It's all come
Come as if
It were a come-on

Poetry deprives itself to be-come
As a lover devours without devouring
To signify the letter of love
Ut musica ut pictura ut poiesis

Under bodily constraint due to loss
To vicariate sense into sense
Depriving itself of what's missing
The poem entrusts its lack to language
So the blind man may be known as the seer

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We'll never get out of it
That's what I wish for us but
Open an emergency exit
To get out without leaving
If all has always failed

"Do not believe in jail as a sealed destiny
Believe in a possibility of liberation
Which would have no meaning
If we were not (like) prisoners"

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A road goes nowhere
No exit at the top
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