When I was younger, I never got poetry.
I was taught iambic pentameter, the sequence of haikus, and other techniques used in poems but I don’t think I was ever taught or told the essence of what poetry is.
It has only been this past year when I have come to realize poetry deliberately offers space. Space for thought, wonder and slowing down.
At least that is what poetry is giving to me at this moment. I have a feeling what it offers differs by person and situation.
All of that fluffy language gives a place for my weary head and legs to rest.
Those confusing similes and metaphors make me go slower so I can actually understand and absorb what is being said.
That strange s p a c i n g of words and verse gives me permission to spread myself out a little bit too.
I was never taught this about poetry but is this something teachable? Or is it part of the journey in slowing, growing and knowing?
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