tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963370196618785963.post8285160993027035950..comments2023-03-25T06:34:19.584-05:00Comments on reports from the stone rolled: Thursday: December 24, 2009 (red leaf)francinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07498915128085867246noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963370196618785963.post-24217716636299683512009-12-30T14:20:43.729-06:002009-12-30T14:20:43.729-06:00"said before, and better" is such a keen..."said before, and better" is such a keenly familiar feeling, that, reading this I felt a little out of my head... or, I mean, it's like my thoughts were overheard and written out, slipped out of my mind and into the collective interwebosphere. Y'know, that uncanny feeling of recognition? <br /><br />I know this:<br /><br />"I feel like I need to undertand it from the beginning of time in order to say anything about it"<br /><br />SO well! Too well...<br /><br />(randomly--I just found out my ascendant sign is Capricorn. And my moon sign's Cancer. Yeah, I'm a dork.)<br /><br />The trick I think maybe is not caring, or not thinking too much. Or, maybe not <i>not</i> caring, but caring just enough about what's being said (by you) and not so much about whatever else is being said (before you/around you/by a thousand others) <br /><br />There's so much anxiety involved in it, and sometimes I think--who the fuck am I say what I'm saying? I haven't read X, Y and Z, so what I'm saying cannot matter. <br /><br />And it HAS to matter, or else why the hell bother? <br /><br />So, I make a valiant (and ultimately doomed) effort to go on and read X, Y, and Z. <br /><br />Result: paralysis.<br /><br />The thing is, I have a feeling we will always have an X, Y, and Z we haven't read yet. Shit like this is always going to be difficult for me. <br /><br />As for poetry, I've had that 'I've forgotten how to write' strangeness too, but it's not quite the same. I dunno, I think information moves through different paths and conduits when it comes to putting down "poetry." These roads I know like home. I have no reliable maps for prose.Paula Mendoza-Hannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17349724726728873280noreply@blogger.com