I broke my nose in gym when a ball hit me. I took a girl to her debutante ball the next week wearing a tux and a big honking bandage. Not the romantic night she had in mind.
Journalism wishes to tell what it is that has happened everywhere as though the same things had happened for every man. Poetry wishes to say what it is like for any man to be himself in the presence of a particular occurrence as though only he were alone there.
