Their meteorological trickery draws our attention to the infinity of the cosmos by obscuring it. Clouds, we suggest, are instances of conveyance whose power of mediation gives shape to the unsayable, the unrepresentable, and the apparently unknowable. In this essay, we explore a poetics of clouds as a site of tension between the empty and the procreative, the material and the immaterial, the perceptible and the imperceptible. And yet the creative force of clouds is a strange, even counterintuitive, one: what they generate and bring forth is often evanescent, incorporeal, and unsubstantial. They can turn, Aristophanes tells us, “into anything they want.” They are bound up with the act of begetting and giving birth, of bringing into being the new – hollow vessels, as Seneca would later put it, with solid walls. Since antiquity, philosophers and poets have understood clouds to be principles of generation and procreation.
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