And then, put it in a museum, the most prominent place. But as long as all lives, no one is free to say that it lives not as it should. In general, poetry – a matter of taste. And the claim that one writes well, and the other – bad, meaningless. Need to become whole, at least in a certain space of the infinite universe, so to claim it. And until you become such a whole – you is limited. And then, are merely its limited and, therefore, subjective opinions. Or, to put it differently, you're articulate their interests.

A simple example: everyone says that, Pushkin – a great poet. I do not think anyone going to challenge this view. But I, somehow, more like the unit. So, if you say you do not know how to write, and you think that you know how – with all the spit on a high tower. ICR contributes greatly to this topic. And write on. The more so, a famous poet said: "This music will be eternal, if I replace the batteries.":) When somebody says too many buzzwords and cites the example of various known and respected names, remember that you have a mind of its own, which is not nearly as good as that that there are others. And no matter whom it is given – a kind of higher absolute or unconscious force of evolution. Or perhaps he is given the absolute, through this evolution itself.

However, every authority and crushes a substitute for your own thoughts. AND it turns out that you live on plants and the rules that you impose on other people who do not have to do with you. Therefore, a person should not be authoritative. And to be only the opinions with which he agrees or not agree. And the people whose opinions he likes or does not like. If to speak about poetry, taking into account the factors of interest and free creativity. What we can say that – was the golden age of poetry, was a silver, bronze – I do not know was or not:) And now we have – the poetry of the sunset. There is still night, nothingness, chaos. But as you know – that in the chaos sometimes happen ordered movement, there are explosions and revolutions are born. Perhaps it will be a new step. And it is another time. When will write poetry machine. Here's a fantastic end. 🙂 Poetry sunset