Quote portraying the mystique of the art of poetry and the dark place a poet must go to write poetry
All I know is a door into the dark
The poet/blacksmith remembers a time when he was a more essential figure to society
recalls a clatter of hoofs where traffic is flashing in rows
Creativity is unpredictable
Unpredictable fantail of sparks
Defiance - work must go on
grunts and goes in
Creativity is hard work
Simile comparing the anvil with myth and imagination
Horned as a unicorn
The blacksmith/poet is no longer needed in the creation of many things
old axles and iron hoops rusting
Sounds coming from the forge