He leaves his apartment early to cultivate character. His mind is filled
with a cast of thousands who appear and vanish on the whim of some internal energy
he can not control. And, sometimes, the character is a disguise for some idea.
There is a brief moment of panic as the poet realizes that most of the characters
that move inside his head are young and powerless as he is. That experience
has not enabled him to capture wide circles as yet; those circles he despises but which he must be fair and
prudent with.
He experiences love but feels shame when he tries to explain it. He
decides that he will remain silent about love until experience has driven
into him the savage images and laughing thoughts that accompany love. The pleasure of intercourse with a woman contributes
to hi sense of humor. His growing capacity to see the world as an absurd carnival that will never resolve'
itself and yet, as serious for some reason.
The women who love the poet do so out o pity or because they have evaluated
his early efforts and see that he will achieve fame along the way. As the poet feels himself
descend into the depths, as he must, the women disappear and search in normal waters for some
healthy catch.
Down the poet must go. He must penetrate the collapsing world and support it with his words. Some ancient
energy kills off the words and supplants them with fierce scenes of what the energies are attached to. He
is shown the truth of all striving and feels the collective shame
that will not be felt by his fellows. The people turn against him as someone who is more abundantly
endowed that they. His caution is despised by the women so he is alone. He experiences the
aloneness feared by men.
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