There is innate
music in our language, regardless of what language we speak. Poetry finds the rhythm, and makes music of words.
What a storyteller speaks in a few pages, a poet parcels out in a few lines of verse. For his or her craft is marked by economy of words for maximum expression.
Poetry may seem obtuse or quizzical to some. That is because it dares to probe below the floorboards, look behind closed doors, and follow the shadows we hardly notice.
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