![]() ![]() In my baby-mind, I imagine that light-flicker as something animate, moving of its own accord. ![]() Or how a visual stimulus like a leaf-shadow fluttering in the wind moves on the wall above a crib. Hearing a bird before you see it, for instance. I was sitting in my backyard, with a legal pad and a few books, including Fady Joudah’s Footnotes in the Order of Disappearance and After Ikkyu by Jim Harrison, which contains the line “I was born a baby, / what are these hundred suits of clothes I’m wearing?” I was thinking about dislocation and baby-logic, and object permanence, and the idea of first encountering something through a sense other than sight. How did this poem start for you? Was it with an image, an idea, a phrase, or something else? ![]() Michael Bazzett’s “ Autobiography of a Poet” appears in our Spring issue, no. For our series Making of a Poem, we’re asking some poets to dissect the poems they’ve published in our pages. ![]()
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