“What is a poet?” Kierkegaard once asked. His answer, “A poet is an unhappy person who conceals deep torments in his or her heart, but whose lips are so formed that when a groan or shriek streams over them it sounds like beautiful music.”
What a wonderful image of poetry - a groan or a shriek that streams over as beautiful music. But is poetry mere groans and shrieks of deep torments? Are all poets unhappy persons? Hmmm... Hindi yata totoo.
