The poet is a madman lost in adventure.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
He passes from lyric to epic poetry in order to speak about the world and the torment in the world through man, rationally and emotionally. The poet then becomes a danger.
It is quite cruel that a poet cannot wander through his regions of enchantment without having a critic, forever, like the old man of the sea, upon his back.
So the poet, who wants to be something that he cannot be, and is a failure in plain life, makes up fictitious versions of his predicament that are interesting even to other persons because nobody is a perfect automobile salesman.
But maybe it's up in the hills under the leaves or in a ditch somewhere. Maybe it's never found. But what you find, whatever you find, is always only part of the missing, and writing is the way the poet finds out what it is he found.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Poetry is man's rebellion against being what he is.
A poet can survive everything but a misprint.
The poet's expression of joy conceals his despair at not having found the reality of joy.
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
The travel writer seeks the world we have lost - the lost valleys of the imagination.