Of these beginnings, gay and green, propose The suitable amours. Time will write them down. - Wallace Stevens

... unreal things have a reality of their own, in poetry as elsewhere.

For the poet, the imagination is paramount, and . . . he dwells apart in his imagination, as the philosopher dwells in his reason, and as the priest dwells in his belief … The imagination is the power of the mind over the possibilities of things."

To have nothing to say and to say it in a tragic manner is not the same thing as having something to say.