Poetry is road maintenance for a fragmented world which seeks to be kept together. It's been an integral activity for a long time.
It is easier to gnaw through bone. Than the hide of the heart.
Words - as I speak or write them - make a path on which I walk.
I try. I am trying. I was trying. I will try. I shall in the meantime try. I sometimes have tried. I shall still by that time be trying.
Poetry uses the hub of a torque converter for a jello mold.
Poetry saves what is human in this world going gaudy & insane. In exploring small truths, something larger might turn up, adding dimension, insight, vision, recognition to our lives. We just might be more complete, more aware after a poem.