is in a sentence written by Bill Knott which begins: "Form is never more than an extension of breakfast. . . ." which occurs near the end of his 2008/10/24 post on his blog. Ostensibly about Mallarmé and the word quel that poet had written on a scrap of paper, Mr. Knott's post opens into a serious discussion about poetry. - Over at my Kyphotic Hermit/ I plan to respond to it. I have taken notes. If you read it, read it slowly, and attend the connections and distinctions he makes. Rho00212
Thursday, October 30, 2008
extension of breakfast
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