Friday Poetry: What is poetry?

imageWhat is poetry?

I recently found this group of definitions. It’s hard to pick a favourite out of them; they are all so brilliantly expressed and perfectly true.

Poetry is “the music of the soul” (Voltaire)

Poetry is the “art of uniting pleasure with truth.”(Samuel Johnson)

Poetry is the “record of the best and happiest moments of the best minds.” (Shelly)

Poetry is the “synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits…a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanation” (Carl Sandburg)

Poetry is “not the assertion of truth, but the making of that truth more real to us.” (T.S. Eliot)

And best of all, poetry is that which “makes my body so cold no fire can warm me,” and makes me “feel as if the top of my head were taken off” (Emily Dickenson)

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