Abraham Lincoln was moved by a poem to the point of tears. I'm not sure if I've cried reading a poem, but I have read a lot of poetry. I've probably gotten watery eyed at points. Crying can be a symptom of deep meaning. Zion cried at being drafted #1 in the NBA. He talked about his mother's support. His success validated her hard efforts. (I was upset last night to read Margaret Fuller 's death in 1850. She wrote Women In The Nineteenth Century , considered the first book of American feminism. Coming back from Europe as a foreign correspondent with her almost 2 year old baby, the ship foundered on a sandbar not far off Fire Island, almost home, not too far from land. Many grabbed a board and swam to Fire Island, but Fuller did not make it. Emmerson rushed up and looked for her body, but only the baby's body was found.) Darwin came back to poetry later in life and found that he couldn't get into it any more. His scientific bent had focused his mind in a