The voice does go up in a poem. It is an address, even if it is to oneself.
Slowly my body grows a single sound, slowly I become a bell, an oval, disembodied vowel, I grow, an owl, an aureole, white fire poesia "Metamorfosi, I. Luna
The mirror is believed the way a poem is believed. It's believed because it's there.
The future happens. No matter how much we scream.
The first thing we have to do is get rid of the pentameter. To ditch the pentameter.
The English language is nobody's special property.