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I like to think that poetry is supposed to rhyme.
An art form that is bound by pattern and time.
With an arbitrary structure and form.
Haiku? Limerick? Or just simple prose?
Like, really? Someone actually knows?
They study this stuff for days and years
just to stand in front of classrooms or mirrors
to recite Frost and shout “LOOK HERE!”
as they quote Shakespeare?
how interesting it must be
to take a look through volumes of books
and try to rationalize the abstract.
And while some poetry may be lyrical,
it is the miracle of words
that allow even a blind person
to experience the colors others may see.