What is this?
This is not a poem.
It is merely a thought,
Fallen from the hidden stars
And spilled onto this paper.
Perhaps it is a poem.
What is poetry?
Is it just simple math?
Subtract reason, add rhyme,
Multiply by readers, divide by critics.
Or is it a cold and soulless science?
Objective: to disturb, inspire, cause emotion.
Poe, Dickenson, Frost- the greatest scientific minds.
Perhaps it is a sport, a game,
With writers competing for reviews,
Words colliding in epic battles.
The day I learn what poetry is,
I will cease to write.
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