We Understand Nature By Resisting It.

An Excess Of Childhood Is The Germ Of A Poem.

For A Knowledge Of Intimacy, Localization In The Spaces Of Our Intimacy Is More Urgent Than Determination Of Dates.

By Following "the Path Of Reverie"-a Constantly Downhill Path-consciousness Relaxes And Wanders-and Consequently Becomes Clouded. So It Is Never The Right Time, When One Is Dreaming, To "do Phenomenology."

Here Is Menard's Own Intimate Forest: 'now I Am Traversed By Bridle Paths, Under The Seal Of Sun And Shade...i Live In Great Density...shelter Lures Me. I Slump Down Into The Thick Foliage...in The Forest, I Am My Entire Self. Everything Is Possible In My Heart Just As It Is In The Hiding Places In Ravines. Thickly Wooded Distance Separates Me From Moral Codes And Cities.

Here We Are At The Very Core Of The Thesis We Wish To Defend In The Present Essay: Reverie Is Under The Sign Of The Anima. When The Reverie Is Truly Profound, The Being Who Comes To Dream Within Us Is Our Anima. For A Philosopher Who Takes His Inspiration From Phenomenology, A Reverie On Reverie Is Very Exactly A Phenomenology Of The Anima, And It Is By Coordinating Reveries On Reverie That He Hopes To Constitute A "poetics Of Reverie". In Other Words, The Poetics Of Reverie Is A Poetics Of The Anima.