This was a dialogue made of repetition and suggestions in a progressive crescendo so that it was not clear at all who was repeating, who was suggesting. May repetitions cancel the meaning. My writing was visible on a large screen at my shoulders, and my voice orally developed the written text. The live show was created by presenting images on three video screens, which had given rise to writing exhibited by slides made from a diary. This was already polypoetry, although I began to theorize about it only later in 1983 in the form of essays.
Theater implies many precise rules that the poem is unable to make happen.
The word must be able to free its own manifold sonorities. The exploitation of sound has no limits. Language is rhythm. Sound poetry proves itself to be a more and more ductile magnet, able to attract all the other elements, grading and softening them. It is a real prima donna, inexhaustible and tireless.