[from Elizabeth Bishop’s Edgar Allan Poe & the Juke-Box: Uncollected Poems, Drafts, and Fragments, edited and annotated by Alice Quinn, 2006]
Key West, Washington, D.C., Yaddo, Nova Scotia
Prose = land transportation
Music = sea transportation
Poetry = air transportation (in its present state)
It is hard to get heavy objects up into the air; a strong desire to do so is necessary, and a strong driving force to keep them aloft.
Some poets sit in airplanes on the ground, raising their arms, sure that they’re flying.
Some poems ascend for a period of time, then come down again; we have a great many stranded planes.