THE POET'S TASK
by Rick Doble
The poet's task
is to fill
the emptiness
of words
with the richness
of the world
Drawing of Rimbaud by Verlaine (commons.wikimedia.org)
SAILING TO BYZANTIUM
Example of a poet filling his words with the richness of the world
W. B. Yeats
That is no country for old men. The young
In one another’s arms, birds in the trees
— Those dying generations — at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.
Verlaine & Rimbaud (far left)
belonged to a group known as Les Poètes Maudits
(The Cursed Poets or The Outsider Poets)
which is also the title of a work by Verlaine (commons.wikimedia.org)
I'm now making myself as scummy as I can. Why? I want to be a poet, and I'm working at turning myself into a seer. You won't understand any of this, and I'm almost incapable of explaining it to you. The idea is to reach the unknown by the derangement of all the senses. It involves enormous suffering, but one must be strong and be a born poet. It's really not my fault.
Arthur Rimbaud, 1871, age 16
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