no man, if men are gods; but if gods must
be men, the sometimes only man is this
(most common, for each anguish is his grief;
and, for his joy is more than joy,most rare)
a fiend, if fiends speak truth; if angels burn
by their own generous completely light,
an angel; or(as various worlds he’ll spurn
rather than fail immeasurable fate)
coward, clown, traitor, idiot, dreamer, beast—
such was a poet and shall be and is
—who’ll solve the depths of horror to defend
a sunbeam’s architecture with his life:
and carve immortal jungles of despair
to hold a mountain’s heartbeat in his hand
e. e. cummings

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