As Many of You Already Know...

"I would like to make poems out of real objects. The lemon to be a lemon that the reader could cut or squeeze or taste -- a real lemon like a newspaper in a collage is real newspaper. I would like the moon in my poems to be a real moon, one which could be suddenly covered with a cloud that has nothing to do with the poem -- a moon utterly independent of images. The imagination pictures the real. I would like to point to the real, disclose it, to make a poem that has no sound in it but the pointing of a finger." -- Jack Spicer from his "Letter to Lorca"