A poem is never finished: it's always an accident that puts a stop to it--i.e., gives it to
the public.
—Paul Valéry, "Littérature," Œuvres II (1960).
(W.H. Auden altered this statement to “Poems are never finished; they are abandoned.”)
Showing posts with label abandon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label abandon. Show all posts
poem or life
one does not begin a poem, one abandons one's life
—Mark Leidner, The Angel in The Dream of Our Hangover (Sator Press, 2011)
—Mark Leidner, The Angel in The Dream of Our Hangover (Sator Press, 2011)
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aphorisms,
life,
Mark Leidner,
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