I am a gadfly
a happy insect whether alive or dead

E.L. Voynich

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The poetic context is the flavor, and form is the presentation—if we compare poetry to cooking.
For some, the elegance of presentation is more overwhelming than the depth of taste and meaning. There is a fine slope between valuing them equally and giving presentation undue distinction.
But no true cook would ever prefer a dish that looks exquisite over one that truly satisfies the palate—even if it appears imperfect.
For me, the intent—the taste—is the ultimate essence.