from ‘Poetry [compared with intellectual] Knowledge‘..(1944)… by Aimé Césaire….
Poetic Knowledge is born in the complete silence of Scientific Knowledge.
By reflection, observation, experience, a man, at a loss when faced with facts, eventually comes to master them. And from now on, he can find his way in the forest of phenomena. He knows how to handle the world, how to turn it to his advantage…
But king of the world he is not!