Poetry leads us to the unstructured sources of our beings, to the unknown, and returns us to our rational, structured selves refreshed.

To be saved is here, local and mortal

Besides the actual reading in class of many poems, I would suggest you do two things: first, while teaching everything you can and keeping free of it, teach that poetry is a mode of discourse that differs from logical exposition

Where but in the very asshole of comedown is redemption: as where but brought low, where but in the grief of failure, loss, error do we discern the savage afflictions that turn us around: where but in the arrangements love crawls us through

Each poem in becoming generates the laws by which it is generated: extensions of the laws to other poems never completely take.

It's not a love of poetry readings that attracts those who do come to them but theater.

What destruction have I been blessed by?