Wednesday, June 23, 2010

When you call what you write poetry and the audience hears it as prose, which is it?

Is poetry ever devoid of prose?

Is prose rid of poetry?

Is one a subset of the other?

Are both a function of form?

Consider cereal. If you're an adult you no longer call it only a breakfast food.

1 comment:

  1. I've had my fruit
    and cheerios
    slept with my dreams
    in circles
    all the while in a bed
    as boundless as the thought
    of no lines or circles
    made of them
    to dream is one thing
    to tell the dream another
    and yet tell we must
    to keep it with us
    its private sense
    the only way through
    its own set of circles