In writing poetry one is always
helped and even carried along by
the rhythm of external things; for
the lyrical cadence is that of nature:
of waters, of wind, of the night.
But to get rhythm into prose one
has to go down into oneself and find
the anonymous, multiple rhythm of
one's blood. Prose has to be built
like a cathedral.
Rilke
An Unofficial Rilke
(translated by Michael Hamburger)
All works with-out title, 1995,
by
Nicole Page-Smith
In a letter dated January 7, 1996, from
Jerry Gorovoy
Dear Nicole Page-Smith,
Thank-you very much for your letter.
Sorry not to have gotten back to you sooner
but I have been traveling constantly.
I am glad you enjoyed my lecture
but more importantly the encounter with
Louise Bourgeois's work.
Its difficult to really discuss any work of art
without having actually experienced it.
Nevertheless, I like the direction of
the more organic configurations.
Ultimately, the only thing that really counts is
your relationship to what you are making.
Sometimes the sense of isolation fuels the work
in the right direction and who knows what the
next body of work will be and who will react to it.
Just stay in touch with your own inner rhythm,
your own form and sense of space.
I wish you the best.
Yours sincerely,
Jerry Gorovoy.
