Summary
This quote suggests that poets, when they are celebrated and recognized in history, are seen as beings who possess a divine or extraordinary talent. However, in the present moment, when a poet is merely present in the next room or easily accessible, their value or significance might be diminished and they might even be dismissed as unimportant or insignificant. It highlights the fickle nature of how society perceives and values artists, where their worth can be revered or disregarded based on the distance in time or physical proximity.
Topics
Poetry
By Max Eastman