For Lockwood, poetry happens in the place where the intellect touches sensation, where the thinking brain meets the feeling body: the poetry of the brain stem, ars medulla oblongata.
Or the hackles rise.” The “wild gasp” is another such embodied response, primal. … put themselves in your trust, they put their bodies in your hands, you tap the right place and the leg kicks. In 2015, Patricia Lockwood released an “artist’s statement” of sorts on Twitter: “Thinking of the wild gasp I released when a friend told me that Georgia O’Keeffe’s paintings were of ‘Giant Vaginas’ and how that is the ONLY reaction I ever want from a reader.” After all, as she told the Awl, “The part of us that reads poetry is a reflex part.
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