Modern poets add a lot of water to their ink.
The question "From where does the poet get it?" addresses only the what, nobody learns anything about the how when asking that question.
If you want to understand poetry, You have to go to its origin, If you want to understand the poet, You have to go to the Poet's home.
Give shape, artist! don't talk! Your poem be but a breath.
After all, poets shouldn't be their own interpreters and shouldn't carefully dissect their poems into everyday prose; that would mean the end of being poets. Poets send their creations into the world, it is up to the reader, the aesthetician, and the critic to determine what they wanted to say with their creations.
True art can only spring from the intimate linking of the serious and the playful.
All lyrical work must, as a whole, be perfectly intelligible, but in some particulars a little unintelligible.
What makes poetry? A full heart, brimful of one noble passion.
The true poet is called to take in the splendor of the world and for that reason will always be inclined to praise rather than tofind fault.
Superstition is poetry of life, so that it does not injure the poet to be superstitious