In a culture based on the proliferation of choice,everyone's appearance is interpreted by the public as a personal decision
When a poet is said to imitate his or herself it implies that his or her signature—a repeated, recognizable style—has grown too familiar; the instantly recognizable personality is not a personality, it is a commodified cult. Having such a thought, one is seized with a gripping fear: Is this going to happen to me? Has this already happened to me? Young poets are always talking about voice: Do I have a voice? How can I get a voice? What is a voice? How long will getting a voice take? And then, voila: Now that I have a voice, I am terribly de-pressed by my voice, having a voice has kinda made me a robot, hasn't it? The fear is amplified not out of personal paranoia but out of a collective one: we live in a culture where no one can escape being instantly recognizable. No purdah for us!
In a culture based on the proliferation of choice, even one's outward appearance, whether or not you are conscious of it, whether or not you care, is interpreted by the public as a decision. Please do not misunderstand me: you may not have had a choice, but the public is going to assume you made one.
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We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking.