I (sort of) Don’t Get Poetry (and that’s okay)

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When I say I don’t get poetry, I don’t mean I don’t enjoy it.  I like it a lot.  I just don’t really know the difference between good and great poetry.  What I do get is feels from some poetry, and I tend to like that poetry.  My aunt Joanie writes what I define as good poetry.  When I read it, I can imagine things – a walk through nature, time spent with someone I love. Continue reading “I (sort of) Don’t Get Poetry (and that’s okay)”