Matthea Harvey’s poem focuses on the difference between poetry and actual experience, and also between poetry and prose. The poem itself is purposefully formed into a straightforward paragraph.
As the centaur sketches on his napkin, a “Wall” is something that saws in half, “you know this too” that each half of you is you and yet is not you without the other half. What one part of the reader may want, such as knowledge, the other half despises. The other half wants to be free of all knowledge, blissfully unaware, amid a mystical or ultimately real experience. The poem and the poet try to do both, and the poem and the poet are both hybrids.
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