wwnorton:

April Bernard: Recently I’ve been trying to explain to students why poems are sometimes so difficult and about the aesthetic of difficulty. My best explanation involves the premise that a poem is capturing a moment of absolute intense emotion. In the throes of an intense emotion, you can’t…

This is so true!

Realistically speaking, how can one possibly sit down and grab a pen and start writing in the midst of commotion? And the even if that is done, then handing it off to another person and make them feel even a minuscule of what you feel?