when meeting Gay Unknowns did you become a poet
or was it long before reading Great Beings?
when did your poetic heartbeats begin?
was it after tiring of Old Scriptures
& sermons of Jehovah's jealousy?
as a secret, confident strategist
you prepared manifestos over decades
& among the elysium of American literati
you urged us to be bold with words
& remember poetry has a magic
that those foolish imbibe
vitriol, aqua fortis, or cinnabar
||Some people spend most of their professional lives arguing about what Dickinson was urging. . .
Yet can anyone really know? There is a veil of unknowability that we can never really pierce, and in many ways we are mysteries even unto ourselves.
||Each art work has to speak for itself. To me, this work's rejection of traditional Christianity
is obvious and its reference to homosexuality is hardly oblique . . . It's up to us to say what that means.
Personally, I see no reason to construct meaning: some things are better in a primordial state of minimally-filtered 'proto-meaning'
rather than a deeply dissected 'meaningful interpretation'.