Category: Writers Block
What is madness but nobility of the soul. At odds with circumstance the days on fire I know the purity of pure despair, my shadow pinned against a sweating wall. That place among the rocks--- is it a cave,or a winding path? the edge is what I have ...Theo Roethke ...Poet..
E.A Thomas...And yet I am still half in love with pain with what is imperfect, with both tears and mirth, with things that have an end, with life and death and this moon that leaves me dark within the door...
E.A.Poe... And by a strange alchemy of brain. His pleasure always turn'd to pain, his naivete to wild desire, his wit to love his wine to fire. And so,being young and dipp'd in folly I fell in love with melancholy.
Wow that sounds all great.
Yes they defined it so eloquently sadly far too many poets suffer terribly with Manic Depression...Poe attempted suicide due to his illness.
Oh. Many "genious" do - at least I heard of many famous people who suffer from depression.
I think it may be a negative side effect of their immense talent so many highly gifted people are riddled with self doubt...I remember hearing a quote from F1 ace Michael Schumacher, which said I need to see a steering wheel to be happy ..I sincerely hope that isn't true...
True.