Raiding the Inarticulate

I think technique is different from craft. Craft is what you can learn from other verse. Craft is the skill of making... Technique, on the other hand, involves not only a poet's way with words, his management of metre, rhythm and verbal texture; it involves also a definition of his stance towards life, a definition of his own reality. It involves the discovery of ways to go out of his normal cognitive bounds and raid the inarticulate: a dynamic alertness that mediates between the origins of feeling in memory and experience and the formal ploys that express these in a work of art.

Seamus Heaney, Feeling into Words (Preoccupations: Selected Prose 1968–1978) (1980) · Excerpt

Most of what we mean when we talk about learning a craft could, in principle, be codified. The patterns of verse, the management of rhythm, the structural moves that experienced makers deploy: all of this is learnable. Heaney grants as much in this excerpt from his essay “Feeling into Words.” Craft, he writes, “is what you can learn from other verse.” It can be studied, practiced, passed along.

Then he draws a distinction that has stayed with me. Technique, he says, is something different. It “involves also a definition of his stance towards life, a definition of his own reality.” Technique is how a particular life, with all its accumulated feeling and memory, negotiates its way into form. And it requires going “out of his normal cognitive bounds” to “raid the inarticulate,” reaching toward what no one has quite expressed because no one else has lived inside exactly this configuration of experience.

We are surrounded now by systems that learn craft with breathtaking speed, that study patterns across more text than any human could absorb in a lifetime. If craft is the transferable part of making, then the transferable part has, in some real sense, been transferred. The question that lingers is whether technique, as Heaney defines it, can exist apart from the life that produces it. Whether “a dynamic alertness that mediates between the origins of feeling in memory and experience and the formal ploys that express these” requires having origins of feeling. Whether raiding the inarticulate requires having an inarticulate place of one’s own, built up slowly through years of confused and embodied living, and the particular courage it takes to go there without knowing what will come back.