" 5 voices: Handel's harpsichord pieces + T (thought) + D (drama) + S (story) + P (poem)

T: And it is possible in imagination/// to divorce speech of all graphic elements,/// to let it become a movement of sounds.
D: I came thru there (points finger downward, moves his head negatively from side to side) My mother hit her mother?/// (falls to the floor in a fit)/// (rises, limp,)
S: This story was a story of our time./// And a writer's attempts not to fathom his time/// amount but to sounding his mind in it.
P: Blest / infinite things / /// So many / Which /// confuse imagination / Thru its weakness, "

― Louis Zukofsky , "A" - 24