The knowledge that it takes to write a poem gets burnt up in the writing of the poem.
Brimming. That's what it is, I want to get to a place where my sentences enact brimming.
The problem with memory is that is changes whatever it touches. It is never that accurate. As a result, I end up modifying and revising my own experiences. It's myth making.
And I never believed that the multitude / of dreams and many words were vain.
We suffer each other to have each other a while.
A poem is like a score for the human voice.