Narrator knows more than best.
All.
The story is like the billiard table.
Know the start, know it
all.
The poet believes in dust mote duties.
There will be frisson, friction, fragmentation, never a describable
all.
The natural approach to language is little chunks,
not even drafts, not even a free-for-
all,
a competition between totality, frugality, and instrumentality,
in which every conceit loses and every concept loses it
all.
Loss is the point of the poet.
Memory, life, joy,
all
will be lost.
Remember, then, a
little.
Roman Ryan 