I stumbled across this today and wow, is it powerful. As a writer, this speaks to me on so many levels. I write to learn; I write to discover.
Words give way to what we experience, allow us to make sense of what is happening and understand what we're feeling, or even what we don't yet know we're feeling.
I often find it incredible that through writing, we find our answers. I love Irene's last line here, "Through language I chase disorderly emotion into a field with a perimeter I can see, and mark, and claim."
Yes. Through writing I create what is real, tangible, concrete.
What I can hold in my palm, twirl between my forefinger and thumb and say, 'Yes, this I understand.'