I made a tiny hole in the wall with a long nail so that I could watch them screw. Image is what I saw; metaphor is when my tongue caught fire. If it’s the image I wish to employ it is because I want you to stand in my my shoes and make you see what I saw. Isn’t that the purpose of all art, the hope that by and by you too will become I? — Charles Simic, “Narrative of the Image: A Correspondence. Academy of American Poets,” June 20, 2011.