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...and for more on love (and its "productivity") see Lewis Hyde's poem,
"This Error is the Sign of Love" (which I think suggests that
"information" emerges in the gaps and cracks, the slippages between....

Am also thinking here about the unexpected in written form,
remembering the instability of the text,
its revise-ability, recalling its origin in the oral tradition....

"This error is the sign of love,
the crack in the ice where the otters breathe....
The teacher's failings in which the students ripen....
the picnic basket that slips overboard and leads to the invention of the lobster trap,
the one slack line in a poem where the listener relaxes and suddenly the poem is in your heart like a fruit wasp in an apple,
this error is the sign of love!"