Poetry is not a certain this or a certain that.
With or without rhyme. Beat or academic.
Uplifting or depressing.
Accessible or obscure.
Poetry is all.
At its heart, simply, a condensed form.
Free to violate the strict rules of prose.
Free to explore the subterranean
Pa**age of mind and soul.
We must allow it to be
Whatever it needs to be.
Only then will we realize
The vitality of its song.