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"The very existence of poetry should make us laugh. What is it all about? What is it for?"
--Kenneth Koch
“El subtítulo ‘Modelo para armar’ podría llevar a creer que las
diferentes partes del relato, separadas por blancos, se proponen como piezas permutables.”
When you cry in real life, your eyes get all red and your face turns blotchy and your nose runs. When you cry in art (some art; think: movies), you're just beautiful and sad. In a poem, do you want pain to be lovely or fierce? Can you balance both at the same time?
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When you cry in real life, your eyes get all red and your face turns blotchy and your nose runs. When you cry in art (some art; think: movies), you're just beautiful and sad. In a poem, do you want pain to be lovely or fierce? Can you balance both at the same time?
Aesthetic pain is sociological.
People who say of, for instance, rap, "That's not music," are right -- for themselves.
I have the best taste in the world. There ain't nobody with better.
There's also the pain of embarrassment, when the auditor believes the artist to be thinking too highly of his or her own knowledge or skills.
See Artaud.
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