We customarily think of the language of poetry as being unique on account of its expressiveness, its sweetness, or even its loftiness of tone and diction. These are clearly proper grounds of distinction. But … poetic language is unique also on account of its precision, its capacity to display things in their true light, and, in this way, to prepare the furniture of the world for the mind’s reception.
— Mark Signorelli on the precision of poetry. Complement with how to read a poem. (via explore-blog)
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