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There are certain notions about poetry that must apparently always automatically spring to mind. I’ve decided to start a list of them here.
(Please feel free to add your own – I’ve begun with a list of seven – or to discuss the phenomenon of wrenching certain phrases out of their original contexts and reifying them.)
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Poems should not mean but be. (Variant: Poems should not mean but be mean.)
Poetry makes nothing happen.
There are seven types of ambiguity.
The Devil gets all the good lines (in Paradise Lost particularly, but not exclusively).
Publication – is the auction of the Mind of Man.
Write only what you know.