6.<\/p>\n
(Wallace Stevens says) we say God<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
(Wallace Stevens says) we say God<\/p>\n
and the imagination are one.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m as curious about what one<\/em> is \u2013 is one<\/em> ever? \u2013<\/p>\n as I am about what God may be.<\/p>\n (Besides a woman.)<\/p>\n (I tire of pointing it out.)<\/p>\n While the imagination is fertile like a womb<\/p>\n and brings forth yadda yadda yadda\u2026.<\/p>\n So okay. I guess.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Comparisons do break down.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I also wanted to be indivisible but<\/p>\n there was generally a component<\/p>\n to the component,<\/p>\n another side to that door \u2013<\/p>\n four sides, actually \u2013 with a cautious stipulation,<\/p>\n minor equivocation in whispers overheard<\/p>\n from the next room, a damned good reason<\/p>\n these three shouldn\u2019t be joined asunder<\/p>\n and I will speak my piece<\/p>\n and I will forever hold it<\/p>\n and it will all be one.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Breakdowns, though inevitable, cannot be predicted.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n A poet spends a life staging love songs<\/p>\n to the imagination<\/p>\n which is a church<\/p>\n with many sides, built to get us out<\/p>\n of the trees, out of the house, into the win<\/p>\n and lose, the love and lose, the publish<\/p>\n and failure, more failure,<\/p>\n an imagination that races not like the clich\u00e9<\/p>\n but really hurtles to stay ahead of the block<\/p>\n inside the ice cream emperor and fashion<\/p>\n in poetry and the right secret facebook<\/p>\n group and the rot inside. Sorry not sorry.<\/p>\n The truth about the church. The truth about<\/p>\n the number one. The mystery of the holy trinity<\/p>\n and if the imagination is running the show, God!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" 6. (Wallace Stevens says) we say God (Wallace Stevens says) we say God and the imagination are one. I\u2019m as curious about what one is \u2013 is one ever? \u2013 as I am about what God may be. (Besides a woman.) (I tire of…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1037,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-35262","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35262","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1037"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=35262"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35262\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":35267,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35262\/revisions\/35267"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=35262"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=35262"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=35262"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}