there's_a_whole_world_inside raze "art lasts because it gives us a language for our inner reality, and that is not a private hieroglyph; it is a connection across time to all those others who have suffered and failed, found happiness, lost it, faced death, ruin, struggled, survived, known the night hours of inconsolable pain. when i read him that day, gales battering me within and without, i didn't want consolation; i wanted expression. i wanted to find the place where i was hurt, to locate it exactly, and to give it a mouth. pain is very often a maimed creature without a mouth. through the agency of the poem that is powerful enough to clarify feelings into facts, i am no longer dumb, not speechless, not lost. language is a finding place, not a hiding place." — jeanette winterson 230913 what's it to you? who go blather from