Poets should stop expecting any appreciation or adulation in return for their work. Poets should stop expecting any return at all. People love thinking they will be loved in return. Poets can’t be that greedy. In spite of the heartbreaks, the loneliness, the sufferings, the disappointments and the indifference – poets should not give in. Or give up. Poets must endure all the onslaught. Poets must love. For there is no poetry without love and no love without poetry. Poets are the last bastion of human endearment, the last hope for love.