What is a poet? Some may say that it is someone who has studied long and hard to perfect their craft and demonstrate their skills by explaining emotions through verse.
A poet, a writer, is as much of an artist as the man who sits in the corner of the park, bending the shades of the trees to his vision with every stroke of his brush.
The world, however, does not treat poets as artists.
They conform them to grammar and “correct” the spelling errors made, assuming that the artist did these things unintentionally.
However, the greatest revelation I have come to know is that everything an artist places in their work, be it a drawing, game, sport, et cetera, is placed there for a reason. There is nothing in a book (created with the craft) that was put there unintentionally or as a means to fill the empty space.
Emotions are not to be explained. They are to be instilled into one who is free enough to create conclusions into what the artist was trying to convey with their work. Any being who has created something so meaningful will assure you that if one soul was touched by their work the rest of society may critique as they so choose, because the souls that need no explanation are the ones that it was meant for.
For one, who does not understand, to reprimand a soul for not following their appetence is not worthy to receive the message in the first place. Ignorance is the declination to aspire understanding, and those who are such deserve naught from those aspiring to instill it.