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What is poetry? 
 
The usual definitions are just one click away. But to each poet or wannabe poet the answer would be a gamut of words and phrases both imagined and defined. Each one unique. Some might be fathomable, others oblique. It depends on ones point of view and the history of that point of view.

What is a poem? 
 
Is it enough that words rhyme or have cadence. Or in answer to contemporary voices, none at all but needs some sort of flavor that only its author understands. Many scholars attempt to decipher some hidden meaning between lines and words of dead poets. 
 
What if there is none?

What if a poem is simply a cornucopia of words as they come out of our heads, or fingers as we type or write depending on ones preference. 
 
Maybe in some deep-seated consciousness a poem is ones attempt to put definition to an otherwise pale view of the world. Or simply some neural rumblings that needed shape and texture.

Poetry could be a means to an end or could simply be the end product of an experience. Sometimes emotions so intense are difficult to communicate straight. Or the object of the emotion is absent and poetry is the only way to express it. 
 
Words chosen could be meant literally with no hidden agenda. Sometimes words are chosen because they sound poetic enough that they merit eternalization by ink. Does such a word exist?

In poetry there is license to experiment with words. Use them where otherwise it would be frowned at. Some use poetry as a means to vulgarity or to elevate the mundane to extraordinary, or simply to shock. 
 
Perhaps a better way to understand whether a poem has meaning is to understand first the person who wrote it. 
 
And maybe there lies the difference between a poet and a poet wannabe.


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