He liked one phrase especially, “every word is a sunken Atlantis.” It said a lot about the way poetry functioned –every word in lyric was attached to a root mass of meanings, associations, feelings.
Humanity fluctuates with power, morality, and truth. There’s more than one way to be objectified.
I believed the necessity
of that suffering world, hoping it would learn not to do
it again. But I was young. The world never learns.