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What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.... And people flock around the poet and say: 'Sing again soon' - that is, 'May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.
Soren Kierkegaard
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Interpretation

What this quote means

A poet expresses profound inner pain through beautiful words, making their anguish appear enchanting to others.

In this quote, Kierkegaard reflects on the paradox of the poet's existence, suggesting that while a poet suffers deeply, it is this very suffering that allows them to produce art that resonates with joy and beauty. Society is drawn to the poet's work, seemingly indifferent to the source of the beauty, instead encouraging the poet to continue producing art that stems from their sorrow, as it brings pleasure to others while masking their profound unhappiness.

Themes

PoetAnguishMusicSufferingArtBeauty

In practice

Example use cases

In a poetic reading, the speaker introduced a collection of verses on the theme of sorrow, paralleling Kierkegaard's view of the poet's hidden anguish.

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