From [[Percy Shelley]]'s "[[Shelley 1840 - A Defense of Poetry|Defense of Poetry]]": > "Poetry is indeed something divine. ==It is at once the centre and circumference of knowledge==; it is that which comprehends all science, and that to which all science must be referred. It is at the same time the root and blossom of all other systems of thought; it is that from which all spring, and that which adorns all; and that which, if blighted, denies the fruit and the seed, and withholds from the barren world the nourishment and the succession of the scions of the tree of life. It is the perfect and consummate surface and bloom of all things; it is as the odor and the color of the rose to the texture of the elements which compose it, as the form and splendor of unfaded beauty to the secrets of anatomy and corruption" ([[Shelley 1840 - A Defense of Poetry|Defense]], 47). Similar to [[William Blake]]'s [[world in a grain of sand]]. I think specific [[concrete detail]]s have a lot to do with this. They navigate between the [[particular and universal|particular and the universal]]. See also [[Percy Shelley and the dialectic]].