It has a mystique surrounding it. It has a reputation for being ‘hard’. Think T S Elliot, maybe, or whoever it was you ‘hated’ at school, where poetry was often reduced to metre and form. (We ‘did’ Keats and I loved him). And poetry can be oblique. It doesn’t always give up its secrets easily. Doesn’t blast, screaming from a megaphone – although it can. Poetry is, by its very nature, not reportage. It’s not sound bytes or fake news, but something deeper, more mystical or spiritual. Poetry connects with our emotions as well as our minds.
Poetry is a bit like breadmaking
Poetry is a bit like breadmaking
Poetry is a bit like breadmaking
It has a mystique surrounding it. It has a reputation for being ‘hard’. Think T S Elliot, maybe, or whoever it was you ‘hated’ at school, where poetry was often reduced to metre and form. (We ‘did’ Keats and I loved him). And poetry can be oblique. It doesn’t always give up its secrets easily. Doesn’t blast, screaming from a megaphone – although it can. Poetry is, by its very nature, not reportage. It’s not sound bytes or fake news, but something deeper, more mystical or spiritual. Poetry connects with our emotions as well as our minds.