I think that the reason for why I like poetry so much is because I can find a short and to the point phrase or paragraph that speaks of both beauty and wisdom. When I find beautiful and wise lines back to back I know I have found a new favorite poem. Sarah Kay writes in No Matter the Wreckage, “Some of us are born chasing poetry” (128). This is me. This is probably you too. In this same poetry collection she reveals to her readers that poetry can’t save us. I think we know this, yet we are not done chasing poetry. We never will be. Kay writes, “There is hurt that cannot be fixed by Band-Aids or poetry” (97). I like how she describes hurt. It’s the type of hurt that doesn’t form tangible scars because it’s invisible. And no matter how universal poems can be, it’s true, they’re not enough to erase my own personal hurt.
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