... Thus the dream of learning by heart arises in you.
Of letting your heart be traversed by the dictated
dictation. In a single trait - and that's the impos-
sible, that's the poematic experience. You did not
yet know the heart, you learn it thus. From this
experience and from this expression. I call a poem
that very thing that teaches the heart, invents the
heart, that which, finally, the word heart seems to
mean and which, in my language, I cannot easily
discern from the word itself. Heart, in the poem
'learn by heart' (to be learned by heart), no longer names only pure interiority, independent
spontaneity, the freedom to affect oneself ac-
tively by reproducing the beloved trace... (Jacques Derrida, What is poetry?)
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