A thought of William Blake's, who's work I respect very much.
" Poetry Fetter'd, Fetters the Human Race ! Nations are Destroy'd, or Flourish, in proportion as Their Poetry Painting and Music, are Destroy'd or Flourish ! "
And a backing of my own word-
Write freely, as you feel. For feeling is you, and you are the world.
So break from form and boundaries, set them anew. Set them alight, with your fiery essence.
For worlds and time in word should be cast daily from the crest of life.
mF
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