Comics are the supreme fiction, madame.
Take the literature and make a frame of it
and from the frame build a page. Thus,
our reading is converted into seeing
like bleeding brushes, sighing for sequence.
Do we agree, in principle? Is it clear? But take
the visual art and make a blank gutter
and from the gutter project a reading
beyond the pages. Thus, our knowing
unbound by words, indulged at last
is equally converted into seeing
girning like growlixes. And seeing for seeing
reading for reading, madame,
our origin story unfolds.
(After Wallace Stevens)