Okay, I really tried. I did! I just don't seem able to appreciate poetry of this kind at all.
I read all the wonderful comments of appreciation and I want so badly to have the same experience, but 10 minutes of reading and I just want to open a novel and get into some characters and a story. I may have appreciated the Lou Reid collection best because I can hear the songs as I read the lyrics. And with songs, I've likely taken many previous opportunities to weave them into my own meaning-making. My favourite lyricist is Nick Cave and I can read his lyrics/poetry for that reason; they've become a part of me.
Reading Eliot's poetry produced a desire in me to reread Echard Tolle's first book. I'm sure that sounds strange, but fully existing in the now was the dominant theme for me and I'd rather just be told to be there by Tolle. Odd, I know, but that's what it did for me.
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