Today I have taken my poetic writings to a prose class, just to hear that:
my language is original
my images are beautiful
my text has a strong & personal voice
my story is totally incomprehensible
Oh – I’ll better search for comfort elsewhere:
Never worry about the reader, what the reader can understand. When you are writing, glance over your shoulder, and you’ll find there is no reader. Just you and the page. Feel lonely? Good! Assuming you can write clear English (or Norwegian) sentences, give up all worry about communication. If you want to communicate, use the telephone.
To write a poem you have to have a streak of arrogance (…) when you are writing you must assume that the next thing you put down belongs not for reasons of logic, good sense, or narrative development, but because you put it there. You, the same person who said that, also said this. The adhesive force is your way of writing, not sensible connection.
from The Triggering Town (1982)