I didn't say this.  Please separate posts.  I did reply to it.
Nancy

On 2 Sep 2003, at 19:46, Kate Troy
<[log in to unmask]> wrote:

In a message dated 9/2/2003 4:43:22 PM Eastern
Daylight Time, [log in to unmask] writes:



     I am reminded of a related issue after reading a few
     > > of these postings:
     > >
     > > “The mind of the poet is the shred of platinum. It may
     > > partly or exclusively operate upon the experience of
     > > the man himself; but, the more perfect the artist, the
     > > more completely separate in him will be the man who
     > > suffers and the mind which creates; the more perfectly
     > > will the mind digest and transmute the passions which
     > > are its material…”



I agree.  When most people are traumatized, despondent,
depressed or even merely upset, the expression of their
emotions come out confused, wild, etc., or they may not
even be able to put it into words.  When one examines
the poetry of Sylvia Plath, for instance, her pain is just so
expertly transmitted.