Pablo Neruda: [after reading a poem] What do you think? Mario Ruoppolo: Its weird. Pablo Neruda: What do you mean, weird? Youre a severe critic. Mario Ruoppolo: No, not your poem. Weird... Weird... how I felt while you were saying it. Pablo Neruda: How was that? Mario Ruoppolo: I dont know. The words went back and forth. Pablo Neruda: Like the sea then? Mario Ruoppolo: Exactly. Like the sea. Pablo Neruda: There, thats the rhythm. Mario Ruoppolo: I felt seasick, in fact. Pablo Neruda: Because... Mario Ruoppolo: I cant explain it. I felt like...like a boat tossing around on those words. Pablo Neruda: Like a boat tossing around on my words? Do you know what youve done, Mario? Mario Ruoppolo: No, what? Pablo Neruda: Youve invented a metaphor. Yes, you have! Mario Ruoppolo: Really? But it doesnt count because I didnt mean to. Pablo Neruda: Meaning to is not important. Images arise spontaneously.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 05:14:17 +0000
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