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Will poetry ever become obsolete due to its lack of practical use compared to STEM fields?

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Poetry will never become obsolete, nor will art or any artistic expressions, because this makes us human. We read and write poetry with the heart, not with the mind.
Music makes us feel. Science forces us to think.
Exploring imaginary dominions is purely an artistic expression of feeling with our heart and creativity. Even perfumery is subjected to poetry. Perceiving a fragrance has to do with interpretation, not to mention that some people have synesthesia; they see the smells in colors. Some fragrances remind me of turbulent twilights, while others remind me of a sun ray that sparkles in a bottle, emitting a solar heating vibe akin to a lamp.

The above question echoed in my mind, making me think of the film Equilibrium.
Because art elicits emotions, all representations of art have been outlawed in an effort to foster a conflict-free society.
Sean Bean’s character is willing to sacrifice his life for a book of poems by William Butler Yeats:

“I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”

We read poetry, listen to music, and enjoy paintings because they contribute to our humanity. They allow us to travel vicariously and evade in faraway lands that offer hope, love, and wonder.
I cannot imagine the world without music, scents, and art. There’s a story behind all of these. Sometimes it’s a story in verse.

Art – Thomas Edwin Mostyn

What’s the best love letter you have read?

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The best love letters are, in my opinion, Vladimir Nabokov’s love letters to his wife Vera.

This was written in July 1923, a few months after they met.
“I won’t hide it: I’m so unused to being — well, understood, perhaps, — so unused to it, that in the very first minutes of our meeting I thought: this is a joke… But then… And there are things that are hard to talk about — you’ll rub off their marvelous pollen at the touch of a word… You are lovely. ………………………………………………………
Yes, I need you, my fairy-tale. Because you are the only person I can talk with about the shade of a cloud, about the song of a thought — and about how, when I went out to work today and looked a tall sunflower in the face, it smiled at me with all of its seeds.
……………………………………
See you soon my strange joy, my tender night.”

Art – Carl Schweninger, Jr.