“A poem, being an instance of language, hence essentially dialogue, may be a letter in a bottle thrown out to the sea with the-surely not always strong-hope that it may somehow wash up somewhere, perhaps on the shoreline of the heart. In this way, too, poems are en route: they are headed towards. Toward what? Toward something open, inhabitable, an approachable you, perhaps, an approachable reality. Such realities are, I think, at stake in a poem.” ThinkingWayHeartMayRealityLanguageStrongSeaLettersDialogueInstanceThrownBottlesStakesRoutesShorelineLetter In A Bottle Author:Paul Celan
“A poem, as a manifestation of language and thus essentially dialogue, can be a message in a bottle, sent out in the –not always greatly hopeful-belief that somewhere and sometime it could wash up on land, on heartland perhaps. Poems in this sense too are under way: they are making toward something. Toward what? Toward something standing open, occupiable, perhaps toward an addressable Thou, toward an addressable reality.” WayRealityBeliefLanguageLandMessagesStandingDialogueManifestationHopefulBottlesMessage In A Bottle Author:Paul Celan
