Are we not, to paraphrase
The poet Elizabeth
Alexander, of too much
Interest to each other?
(The paraphrase was adding
The phrase too much, to the quote.)
And anyway, poetry’s
Not the genre that displays
The most interest in others—
Supernatural beings,
Deities, that sort of thing,
Engaged archaic poets,
And metaphysics, landscapes,
Passionate declarations,
And lunar allegories
Had turns, but an interest
In each other per se tends
To emerge as something prose.
But it’s a wonderful line
At the end of a good rant
About what poetry is,
As she imagines herself
Shouting her definitions
Of poetry at students.
To be able to engage
Each other on such a thin
Subject, surely that suggests
Yes, indeed, we are too much
Of interest to each other,
And in how we will respond.
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