This question could have been asked me hundreds of times so I'll take a stab at it:
Poetry is like an art form that slides the artist, so elusive as to vanish to some degree in 1912. Poetry was even hidden within books, as in certain parts of Shakespeare's plays are more poetic than others. Not to mention work of Shakespeare we have not yet ever seen and probably won't. In the library of the unknowns there you find gems so uncommon you would be forced to wonder about poetry. Saying Rumi was the only great poet is so ignorant. It goes beyond one person, that "It" which is in all art forms is perhaps the door to another reality hidden within the mind and far beyond.
This place may be strange but remove it and then there is no poetry to life itself. No culture could survive the death of poetry for too long, perhaps it would collapse from need of it. The Muse and that magic place has to exist.
Poetry is like an art form that slides the artist, so elusive as to vanish to some degree in 1912. Poetry was even hidden within books, as in certain parts of Shakespeare's plays are more poetic than others. Not to mention work of Shakespeare we have not yet ever seen and probably won't. In the library of the unknowns there you find gems so uncommon you would be forced to wonder about poetry. Saying Rumi was the only great poet is so ignorant. It goes beyond one person, that "It" which is in all art forms is perhaps the door to another reality hidden within the mind and far beyond.
This place may be strange but remove it and then there is no poetry to life itself. No culture could survive the death of poetry for too long, perhaps it would collapse from need of it. The Muse and that magic place has to exist.