The most exhilarating for the writer and the reader, are gift-things-poems which arrive on their own energy, poems that in William Shakespeare's term "slip" from you.
The next move is always the test.
At home in Ireland, there's a habit of avoidance, an ironical attitude towards the authority figure.
The end of art is peace.
I drink to keep body and soul apart.
So hope for a great sea-change on the far side of revenge. Believe that further shore is reachable from here. Believe in miracles and cures and healing wells.