on poetry

September 12, 2022

“The Atlantic turned down 2 of my best poems — upset for I had wanted them to be so good that even people who didn’t like poetry would feel that this was real, was good. I must write desperately, now or never, putting my finest, my most secret self into them. I must build a monument against time. And all this must be done with no thought, no hope, of fame, of publication, but in the hope that something out of it, say 3 poems out of a hundred, will be worth something, will deserve to endure, will prove that my life was not useless.”
Marya Zaturenska
(September 12, 1902 – January 19, 1982)

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