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RE: POETRY | DAY 30 | Stop Making Sense
A quote from Camus springs to mind:
Man stands face to face with the irrational. He feels within him his longing for happiness and for reason. The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence of the world.
Reality is absurd, unyielding, devilishly indecipherable. Poetry is, I think, an expression of that, in the multitude of ways that it formulates itself in the minds of different individuals. Science can tells us so much, but it can't tell us why we need science in the first place.
This piece has a supremely confident, measured approach to that sense of the absurd. I loved the irony in this line in particular:
And a letter to thank me for participating.
Looking forward to your future posts!
I think you have captured the gist of what I was getting at quite well, with a wonderful Camus quote to add to it. I do think poetry is a means to help capture that confusion, express it, maybe even loosen some of the inner paralysis. And if nothing more, to at least get some sense of low happening. I love this line you wrote:
Thank you for adding to my words in such a valuable way.