We don’t read and write poetry
because it’s cute. We read and write
poetry because we are members of
the human race. And the human race
is filled with passion. And medicine,
law, business, engineering — these
are noble pursuits and necessary to
sustain life. But poetry, beauty,
romance, love — these are what we
stay alive for.
To quote from Whitman
O me! O life! of the question of these
recurring, Of the endless trains of
the faithless, of cities fill’d with the
What good amid these O me, O life?
That you are here–That life exists and
identity, That the powerful play goes
on, and you may contribute a verse.
Keating. DEAD POET’S SOCIETY.