The Young Poet lacks adding life into his works of art, the Young Poet cannot simply relate his works of art to his true reality, and the second Madame Crommelynck notices this major flaw, she’ll for sure address it in an instant. Madame Crommelynck would most likely follow back with an estimate similar to the one she gives to Jason on Page 154, “About superficialities, Jason, yes, is easy. About pain, no, is not.” Madame Crommelynck knows that anyone can write about fake works of art, but once the poet gets into his personal life and talks about one's real problem, that’s when they’ve created an excellent piece of art. Another problem The Young Poet has are that his poems reek with the stench of beauty. Madame Crommelynck isn’t against beauty, but she knows there’s a limit to how much someone should use; like when she stated “Beautiful words ruin your poetry. A touch of beauty enhances a dish, but you throw a hill of it into the pot! No, the palate becomes nauseous. You believe a poem must be beautiful, or it can have no excellence. I am right?” She knows that when he made that love poem, he’s stacking too much beauty, and therefore ruining the elegance of the poems by adding so much “spice.” Finally, the last problem Madame Crommelynck would have a problem with is
The Young Poet lacks adding life into his works of art, the Young Poet cannot simply relate his works of art to his true reality, and the second Madame Crommelynck notices this major flaw, she’ll for sure address it in an instant. Madame Crommelynck would most likely follow back with an estimate similar to the one she gives to Jason on Page 154, “About superficialities, Jason, yes, is easy. About pain, no, is not.” Madame Crommelynck knows that anyone can write about fake works of art, but once the poet gets into his personal life and talks about one's real problem, that’s when they’ve created an excellent piece of art. Another problem The Young Poet has are that his poems reek with the stench of beauty. Madame Crommelynck isn’t against beauty, but she knows there’s a limit to how much someone should use; like when she stated “Beautiful words ruin your poetry. A touch of beauty enhances a dish, but you throw a hill of it into the pot! No, the palate becomes nauseous. You believe a poem must be beautiful, or it can have no excellence. I am right?” She knows that when he made that love poem, he’s stacking too much beauty, and therefore ruining the elegance of the poems by adding so much “spice.” Finally, the last problem Madame Crommelynck would have a problem with is