Who thinks of justice unless he knows injustice?

Who thinks of justice unless he knows injustice?

Poetry is road maintenance for a fragmented world which seeks to be kept together. It's been an integral activity for a long time.

Poetry examines an emotional truth. It's an experience filtered through the personality of the poet. We look to poetry for visions, not scientific truths. The poet's job is to combine new elements. Explore their melting, seeping into one another.

Writing is the hammer & chisel that breaks down the established way of thinking. A concrete event, then an abstraction. An image, then a thought. Finally, writing builds another establishment with the fragments.

Who creates unless he has a vacuum to fill?

It is easier to gnaw through bone. Than the hide of the heart.