Reading a conversation between Camille Dungy and Kaveh Akbar, in Orion magazine, and came upon this, which blew my head right off. So had to share…
Kaveh Akbar says – In terms of the hunger for poems, just as a human enterprise, or the hunger for encountering illumination that is not of yourself —that’s just art. That’s just our species’ desire for narratives. Our brains got too big for our heads. Our heads couldn’t get any bigger or we wouldn’t be able to get born, so we invented this technology of language and writing and it’s the third lobe of our brain, right, that we just keep in libraries? That’s as old as language.
The third lobe of our brains!! I’ll quote Emily Dickinson:
If I read a book [and] it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?”
— Emily Dickinson, Letter to Thomas Wentworth Higginson (1870) in The Letters of Emily Dickinson
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Exactly!
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