Calling out dead poets as sexists or rapists or users is the opposite of woke enlightenment. The poet’s job is not to censor his experiences or his madness for sanitized comforts. The poet’s truth is his gift of insight, a naked wisdom of hard love and difficult choices. Narrow fools so often absorb this sweat and blood poured onto the page. After their souls are satisfied, that’s when the fools unsheath the long sword of ignorance and ****** the blade square in the poet’s back.