Blog | Exactly! From Recollections Of My Life as a Woman |
Diane di Prima gets it right: Page 222: “For isn’t it not that we ‘find our voice’ as poetry teachers are so fond of saying, but rather that voices find us, and perhaps we welcome them? Is not poetry a dance from possession to possession–’obsession’ in the full sense the word had in nineteenth century magick? We are “ridden” as by the gods.”
