does one understand oneself when one reads experimental poetry? do i understand what i am reading on a conscious level?

-- as i start to write i am distracted. a woman carrying groceries just passed under my window. i am so often distracted.

back to the questions. why can't i see literature as the unfolding of absolute spirit? i want to be hegel! even if literature would be less important than philosophy and theology, then i would have a nice system for it to fit into. now i find myself throwing questions in the electric non-being of the web for no one to answer. Note: I have not given you access to this blog for a reason. i don't feel like ungaretti that words are like abysses. (perhaps i do feel this way at times. if you listen too much to me, you'll understand that sooner or later i contradict just about everything i say.)

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