Art is done on purpose. The artist has an intention. He has need to express. His intentions are specific. He may be a she
To that end, I am with Shirley - she just wants to understand what the poet is expressing. What experience is he pulling her into - what does he mean her to feel? These are fair questions. A poem can only be mine - if I understand how it was the writer's first.
I read "liquid mornings" and I like it. It suggests a steady flow. I'm older now - and I like steady, fluid things. They are even sexy to me. I know that's not your intention, Ang.
I am always, always interested in the artist's intention. It is his intentions purposely laid out before me that makes it art.
- not my interpretations.
Here I am rambling again.