"Poetry is a soul inaugurating a form"

Pierre-Jean Jouve, En miroir, Mercure de France, p. 11.

"Even if the form was already well-known, previously discovered, carved from commonplaces, before the interior poetic light was turned upon it, it was a mere object for the mind. But the soul comes and inaugurates the form, dwells in it, takes pleasure in it."

Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space.