Intimacy of the Soul

I really enjoyed the poem "Ars Poetica" by Archibald MacLeish. It shows the purpose of the poem. Though I still think that the poem always have some meaning in it, because person writes what he or she feels in the moment. Maybe it will not have any meaning to others, but it will have some meaning to the author. Poems show feelings, emotions, opens what happens with the author during this period of time. In stories or novels we can see the story and, of course, we can see what troubles the author. However, I think that poems open all the "intimacy" of human feelings. It is like to lift the veil from the most sacred that you have - soul.
I want to add a poem written by Anna Akhmatova, Russian writer, who had a very difficult fate. The poem "Requiem" is one of her best pieces, where she shows all her feelings. It is the last cry from the heart of wife and mother:

The quiet Don bears quiet flood,

The crescent enters in a hut.

He enters with a cap on head,

He sees a woman like a shade.

This woman’s absolutely ill,

This woman’s absolutely single.

Her man is dead, son – in a jail,

Oh, pray for me – a poor female!

No, ‘tis not I, ‘tis someone’s in a suffer –

I was ne’er able to endure such pain.

Let all, that was, be with a black cloth muffled,

And let the lanterns be got out ... and reign

just Night.

I’ve cried for seventeen long months,

I’ve called you for your home,

I fell at hangmen’ feet – not once,

My womb and hell you’re from.

All has been mixed up for all times,

And now I can’t define

Who is a beast or man, at last,

And when they’ll kill my son.

There’re left just flowers under dust,

The censer’s squall, the traces, cast

Into the empty mar…

And looks strait into my red eyes

And threads with death, that’s coming fast,

The immense blazing star.

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1939

( link to The whole poem)