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From the Novel Thomas Murphy

A poem should consist of two parts rocks, one part daisy. ’Tis my opinion, anyway. If the rocks aren’t in the poem, you won’t be able to appreciate the daisy. And if you take out the rocks, so all that’s left is daisy, well, that’s all that’s left. It’s not so yellow anymore. It wilts. You want hard language to convey soft thought, because in the end all poetry is about love, and no one wants love without a backbone. It’s about contrast, see. The kiss and the slap. Oona and I never fucked so brilliantly as when we’d gone at each other beforehand, really torn each other up, tooth and claw. Then we’d hurl ourselves into bed and make a poem.