Contemporary poetry is something
for which I have no understanding.
Does it have rhyme? No. Reason? I'd better guess yes.
But maybe I'm dense, or just not
to follow the winding paths laid by poets.
They seem to meander as a child would
from innocent thought to inspired imagination,
the end result a tale few comprehend.
Even my ironic attempt at poetry here seems two things at once: Thrown together so sloppily it laughs in my amateur face; and, conversely, presented in such a flowy, pretentious, truth-of-the-matter way that it works.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to degrade poetry or poets; it's simply that I don't know enough about it to fully understand it. Plus I have to admit, I really don't read (or enjoy) poetry often, and I know that gives me little credible reason to discuss it.
But what about you? What do you think of poetry?