How else could you properly care for the people in your life if you can’t make educated decisions about their schooling and other community resources, Plato would argue.
After writing my first poem I let poetry consume me. I read poetry, biographies of poets, and interviews with poets, anything I could get my hands on.
Somewhere during the first sparks of my love affair with poetry I came across this gem: Having the desire to do something means that you are capable of achieving that goal as long as you “unfold” your desire properly.
I can’t remember which early modern poet said it, but I love the concept.
About 20 years later, I can tell you that it is true. If I didn’t jump out of bed and grab a pen and paper to write that first poem down, it wouldn’t have been on the back cover of my college literary magazine, which was a kernel of pride that encouraged me to become a writer.
Reading for hours a day, led me down many paths. Obsessions for poetry and music led me to religion and psychology, led me to philosophy, led me to history and, yes, finally, politics.