baby poetics

Baby Poetics, article by Joy Katz

I’m obsessed with this topic, have been for a long time.

How weak is any part of a baby, as a potential phrase. I can feel the sick pull of sentimentality, and I haven’t even written a metaphor. I can’t say whatever it is the feet of a baby are, can’t push them someway through language or sound to a new place, because the cliff-edge of preciousness is right there, waiting for me to fall off it.

In Lisa Jarnot’s workshop, we are working on strategies to use personal material without falling off the cliff edge.

It is quite serious. This problem goes to the heart of what is troubling the human species.