Defining beggars description,
Description leans on anecdote,
And anecdote atomizes--
Poem for poem, back where we began.
Can we claim that anything counts
As poetry if we claim it?
Everything counts but not enough.
It's not just what we say it is
Or is not. And what should it be?
Every should is a social should,
And poetry should be social,
But so should all the language arts.
It's usually unusual,
We recognize it as special,
One of the synonyms for life,
Genius, that blasted unicorn,
A dream thing known but never caught.
It's what poets write poems about
The ones no one else cares about,
Except poets and their mothers,
Or some of their mothers at least,
The sort of poems that start off strong,
With titles like sunlit water,
Hinting at deep green clarity
But blurry and unrevealing
Of anything but the shadow
Of the swimmer squinting down, down
In search of some profundity.
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