Great poetry does something mysterious and wonderful for the heart. I'd love to be able to write great poetry but feel I have a very long way to go. Sometimes the idea of the journey in front of me fills me with excitement, other times it fills me with dread.
But I keep on going because there is something about expressing ideas and emotions in verse that has wormed its way under my skin and into my blood.
Waffle Irongirl calls it a curse. I think she may be right.