Poetic Balance

Morning all!

Here we are again at the start of another weekend, and with another quote for you to enjoy…

“Loneliness is necessary for pure poetry. When someone intrudes into the poet’s life (and any sudden personal contact, whether in the bed or in the heart, is an intrusion) the poet loses his or her balance for a moment, slips into being what he or she is, uses his or her poetry as one would use money or sympathy. The person who writes the poetry emerges, tentatively, like a hermit crab from a conch shell. The poet, for that instant, ceases to be a dead person.”

Perhaps a little dark, but a very real reflection of the poetic mindset; wouldn’t you agree?

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