Im not exactly the biggest fan of poetry there is. I don't revel at the mere mention of it, I don't read it in my free time, and I don't scream in delight when a teacher announces we will be reviewing poetry over the next six weeks (ahem). I do, though, have a story where poetry did positively impact my perspective on this frustrating aspect of literature.
When I was in 8th grade, I distinctly recall reading and reviewing the disturbingly genius poet Edgar Allen Poe. We read many of his poems but I can remember reading "The Tell Tale Heart" the most. It was such a fascinating story, and it was so dark and twisted, I couldn't possibly imagine that poetry (in my opinion) could be so immoral. Basically, it being about a maniac who can't stand to look at a person's glass eye, and he kills him because of it, it showed me that meaning can be portrayed in other ways besides rhyming words together. I actually remember the moral of that poem today (after one long year) that guilt will always get you in the end, and if that doesn't get you, your conscience definately will. This poem gave me a more positive outlook on poetry, and I now know that not all poetry has to be about plants and animals, and how pretty flowers are, etc. I highly enjoyed Edgar Allen Poe and his dark perspective on life itself, and it helped me with poetry and how to understand it. At least,for me, some poetry can be tolerated.
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