The texture of a life devoted to poetry is activist, in the deep sense. Quite often it is not activist in the superficial sense. You come at poetry with the momentum of having failed. It’s only when other communication is impossible that a poem HAS to exist.
A response to the catastrophic situation were in. The suffering has gone beyond what the mind can manage.
Alice Oswald
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I hope that we can have a conversation about creation. Thank you for taking interest. x