“Nothing is itself taken alone. Things are because of interrelationships and interconnections.”
Wallace Stevens
Charles Darwin knew this. Evolution tells us that the seemingly distinct and disparate forms of life are genetically related.
Albert Einstein knew this, offering us theories of relativity, time related to space, energy related to matter.
Carl Jung knew this. His theory of the ‘collective unconsciousness’ suggests that deep in the cellar of the unconscious we have access to the common experience of the human race.
Poets know this.
A poet creates a minute cosmos made of words. Often, at first glance, the words do not fit together, do not relate in a sensible way, do not make meaning. But after close and careful attention to the poem, the apparent randomness blossoms into profoundly beautiful order.