Shalom Freedman

(Troy New York)

The Language Of Poetry Is Metaphor


The language of poetry is metaphor
And irony and ambiguity
And beauty-

Beauty is the language of poetry
And metaphor and irony and ambiguity
And irony -

Beauty is the language of metaphor
And poetry without beauty
Is like poetry without metaphor
Like poetry without simile-

Poetry is poetry
Like beauty is beauty
And metaphor, metaphor
And language language -

Ironically
Without themselves they are something else
Or perhaps another variant of themselves
Ironically.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, May 23, 2012

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  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (5/23/2012 1:45:00 AM)

    Your poem has a meaning, just like that every poem should have the meaning and contradict with the facts. very nice of you. Shalon Freedman, thank you for this poem. (Report) Reply

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