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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Poet as a Feeler of Pain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What makes a poet?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Many have tried to guess.<br>Is it a voice<br>like a conduit,<br>a plainspokenness to grief,<br>the hairs of the head<br>dancing on end,<br>the blood swarming<br>with the voices<br>of all those who have died,<br>will die,<br>& will also be born?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Is it a catch<br>in the throat<br>that awakens the eyes,<br>is it in the eyes themselves<br>or is it something<br>in the heart?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I think it is pain-<br>an openness to pain,<br>so that the least leaf<br>cuts the hand<br>& the smallest tear<br>cuts the cheek<br>like jagged crystal,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">so that the world<br>is a sick infant<br>& the poet its mother,<br>praying, crooning, promising<br>to be good<br>if only the cure<br>takes.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There is, of course,<br>no cure.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Poetry does not cure<br>the poet<br>& the poet<br>does not cure the world.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Usually he catches<br>the world's diseases<br>& dies<br>even before his time.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But against all odds<br>& all indifference,<br>another one is born.<br>The world must have<br>someone to feel its pain<br>& speak of it.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The poet is that mouth.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Erica+Jong">Erica Jong</a></strong></div>

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