Why can't poets just say what they want to say and then shut up?

OKAY. So I was going to the library every Saturday. So what? So what? It's not like I was reading books or anything.

Did you find yourself?" "What?" said my sister. "Did you find yourself?" "She found me," I said.

In English, we were still on the Introduction to Poetry Unit, and I'm not lying, if I ever meet Percy Bysshe Shelley walking down the streets of Marysville, I'm going to punch him right in the face.

You know, there are good reasons to learn how to read. Poetry isn't one of them. I mean, so what if two roads go two ways in a wood? So what? Who cares if it made all that big a difference? What difference? And why should I have to guess what the difference is? Isn't that what he's supposed to say? Why can't poets just say what they want to say and then shut up?

Why can't poets just say what they want to say and then shut up?

Learn everything you can - everything. And then use all that you have learned to grow up too be a wise and good man.