None of this is quite déjà vu. It seems rational that with a little prep you can achieve more intimacy with a poet you’re initially trying to know. If you want. And, of course, you’re helped by the other, the other’s writing, I mean, since poetry is one medium for splendid self-introductions of a stagy, framed sort. No, what I am about to say ...I want to put here and it’s not entirely rational ...there may be a blushing-waif-zeit and atmospherics, but certainly a range of collective empathy (psychosis?) with a potentially or partially vulnerable social manner that, together with your own empathy and vulnerability, will put you both a way forward; you’re talking fast and can’t help rolling your eyes, even before you have intentions. This happens a lot but not forever, especially with one ill bred who misapplies the moves and the language to enact motives beyond the immediate speech act.