why I love poetry…in 153 words or less by me {poetry thursday}

Whittling the long list down, as I have been trying to shape my own poems lately, I found this list…

I love poetry because:
it envelopes me in language
it frees me from fear
it gives me the space to grieve
it cracks me open
it swirls thoughts together into truth
it doesn’t put up with bullshit
it can be a wicked dance of memory and fiction
it assaults the senses
it breathes

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