So it is in poetry. All we ask is that the mood recorded shall impress us as having been of the kind that exhausts the imaginative capacity if it fails to do this the failure will announce itself either in prose or in insignificant verse.
We recognise in the finished art which is the result of these conditions...
The Soviet Union did not achieve victory over the West so was my information...
What we imagine is order is merely the prevailing form of chaos.
