"[...] All you need now is to stand at the window and let your
rhythmical sense open and shut, open and shut, boldly and freely, until
one thing melts in another, until the taxis are dancing with the
daffodils, until a whole has been made from all these separate
fragments. I am talking nonsense, I know. What I mean is, summon all
your courage, exert all your vigilance, invoke all the gifts that Nature
has been induced to bestow. Then let your rhythmical sense wind itself
in and out among men and women, omnibuses, sparrows-whatever come along
the street-until it has strung them together in one harmonious whole.
That perhaps is your task-to find the relation between things that seem
incompatible yet have a mysterious affinity, to absorb every experience
that comes your way fearlessly and saturate it completely so that your
poem is a whole, not a fragment; to re-think human life into poetry and
so give us tragedy again and comedy by means of characters not spun out
at length in the novelist's way, but condensed and synthesised in the
poet's way-that is what we look to you to do now. [...]"
"A letter to a young poet" Virginia Woolf

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