Though the body is itsgenesis, a poem is the vision of a process Carved in space, vision your poor eye's singlearmor against winter spring summer fall

Frank Bidart
Though the body is itsgenesis, a poem is the vision...
Though the body is itsgenesis, a poem is the vision...
Though the body is itsgenesis, a poem is the vision...
Though the body is itsgenesis, a poem is the vision...
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Though the body is itsgenesis, a poem is the vision of a process carved in space, vision your poor eye's single armor against winter spring summer fall. In other words, though the poem is created from the body of a person, it is the poem that gives us our only shield against the onslaught of winter, spring, summer and fall. In this case, "though" means "although," "body" means "body," and "vision" means "thought."

Source: Watching The Spring Festival: Poems

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