What do you feel poetry can accomplish that other forms can’t?
Images crushed up together, hyper-awareness of breaks, white space, caesura, and line relationships seem akin to voice (formed by physical vocal cords) and body language (strength and pain expressed through/against space). There’s natural resistance in self-aware poetry. Poetry may be more mould than content. I don’t see it as an escape or distraction, though I speak for myself. Poetry recognizes you in your awkward body, your messy mind.
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