Poetry is the work of poets, not of peoples or communities; artistic creation can never be anything but the production of an individual mind.
One of the chief motives of artistic creation is certainly the need of feeling that we are essential in relationship to the world.
What is essential to understand at this point is that until now there was no such thing as mind and matter, subject and object, form and substance. Those divisions are just dialectical inventions that came later...They are just ghosts, immortal gods of the modern mythos which appear to us to be real because we are within that mythos. But in reality they are just as much an artistic creation as the anthropomorphic gods they replaced.
Artistic creation is a demand for unity and a rejection of the world.
We may say that hysteria is a caricature of an artistic creation, a compulsion neurosis a caricature of a religion, and a paranoiac delusion a caricature of a philosophic system.