Do sublime

Because sometimes the experience itself is a poem, and the fact that experiences elapse then elude us, slide into memory, is part of what makes them poetic. If that sounds overly romantic then consider whether trying to recapture a lived experience might actually amount to a kind of writerly arrogance. The weather, the bird, the house, the whole complex and wonderful collaboration of elements, can only be mocked up using ‘terminology’, can only be condescended to, described. Letting an experience be bigger than your ability to comprehend it is part of recognizing what the sublime is.

Jack Underwood, “I guess you had to be there”
na Five Dials #37

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