The Bookaholic is asking how you recognize poetry and how you know it’s good. I said:
Good poetry gives me chills. Bad poetry just makes me sick. But when the rhyme, the rhythm and the words are perfect, then I feel taken out of myself into a place where words are the creation and the creator, and the word is the action is the image.
What do you think? How do you know good poetry? Tell me here or head over to the Bookaholic and add to the discussion there.