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1 " Those blessèd structures, plot and rhyme— why are they no help to me now I want to make something imagined, not recalled? "
― Robert Lowell , Day by Day
2 " Those blessèd structures, plot and rhyme—why are they no help to me nowI want to makesomething imagined, not recalled?I hear the noise of my own voice:The painter’s vision is not a lens,it trembles to caress the light.But sometimes everything I writewith the threadbare art of my eyeseems a snapshot,lurid, rapid, garish, grouped,heightened from life,yet paralyzed by fact.from “Epilogue "
3 " Yet why not say what happened? "