Once
I took a course in
aesthetics:
Three hours credit
If I could learn
What a poem was.
A poem was
“the record of the best and
happiest moments of the best and happiest minds”;
“The best words in the best
order”;
“A criticism of life.”
But what was “best”?
....
A poem was metered, rhythmic,
regular—
Except free verse.
A poem rhymed—
But not blank verse.
A poem had consonance,
assonance, alliteration, onomatopoeia—
Or none of these.
a poem used a “higher
concentration of imagery” than prose.
“But how high is high?
.....
Finally we were told, “A poem
should not mean, but be.”
Be what?
To answer the question for
myself
I wrote a term paper
“A Definition of Poetry.”
The instructor gave it an “A”
But I never wrote
A poem.
Lynn Z. Bloom
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