What is a Poem? Thoughts on World Poetry Day from The Mind of Davy D

Frequent readers of my ramblings will be aware that I struggle with poetry. I don’t recall ever having learnt how to craft a good poem, which is a shame because I do so love a verse that reaches out to me.

In this post, Davy D asks the question ‘What is poetry?’ Can it be defined? How would you describe poetry to someone who had never come across this form of expression before?

Interestingly, there is a lovely perspective from LesleyKluchin  in the comments of this post that I feel sums up what poetry means to me.

Please hop across to Davy D’s post and read through. Perhaps you can then come back and tell me how you would define poetry in the comments below.

Nicola x


Sitting at a barbeque, at the weekend, a guest turned to me and said “I hear you’re a poet.” A conversation ensued which led to me showing her the Inside the Mind of Davy D blog. After a short while browsing on her phone, she turned to me and whispered, “That’s not poetry, it’s just […]

via What is Poetry? — Inside the Mind of Davy D


About Nicola Auckland

Busy wife to one & mum to two. I've caught the creative writing bug, now need to practice, get awesome and write something worth reading. Simples.
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16 Responses to What is a Poem? Thoughts on World Poetry Day from The Mind of Davy D

  1. Amen to that, Paul. The speed with which it was written surprised me, too and that speed often makes me doubt what I’ve written. All poems can change and I’ve often found myself writing a poem, putting it aside and then, minutes, days or months later, returning to it to change one word, re-order the verse or the lines. For me, poetry is an expression of an emotional conceit, told by an economy of words, laden with meaning and rhythm.


    • “…poetry is an expression of an emotional conceit, told by an economy of words, laden with meaning and rhythm.” That’s one of the best definitions of poetry I’ve heard — one for the textbooks, really.

      If you ever feel like dropping by my blog, picking out a poem, and reviewing it for me, please don’t hesitate to do so. I’m a hack, but I would love some tips on how to become an even better hack. There’s a poetry tab on the top of the blog.

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      • I will do, Paul and likewise. I only began writing poetry two years ago but I’ve written prose all my life. My first poem was written in anger because it was the best way to express my anger. I’m not sure I’m qualified to comment on someone else’s but, if you don’t mind, I’ll give it a go. Poetry is a very subjective art form but often a person can find a common truth in another’s emotional expression


      • I would be very grateful to you if you did give me a critique! Experienced or not, you’re a good poet, and I believe I can learn from you.

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      • Awww, shucks. But seriously, Paul, thank you. I don’t know if I deserve such praise. That said, I will make a sincere effort to look at your work.

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      • Btw, leave it to others to opine whether you’re a ‘hack’, as you put it, don’t run yourself down

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  2. @Dermott Hayes: I like your poem muchly. It’s hard to believe how quickly you composed it. But then I remember someone — it might have been Tolstoy — saying that “poetry comes easy — until when it becomes the hardest thing on earth to do”.

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  3. I dabble in composing poetry, Nicola, but I think it would be a bit arrogant of me to call what I produce “good poetry”. Still, it’s helped me quite a bit in my prose writing to play around poetically with words and sounds. Poems can be a way of pushing the limits of what you can personally do with words.


  4. Do you follow Kat @ https://katmyrman.com Nicola? She tries her hand, very successfully, at some forms of poetry I never even knew existed. Very interesting, informative, and makes you want to learn more.

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  5. When I read it was ‘World Poetry Day ‘ I thought, what does that mean? Then I wrote a poem I call, Elusive Poem.

    Imagine there was a day

    for writing poetry,

    for words that cure

    sorrow, hurt and loneliness,

    feed hungry people,

    house the homeless,

    when a rhythmic phrase

    might stop a war

    and calm the hate

    that chokes the love

    and fans the flames

    of bitter bile,

    churning in the bowels

    of those who twist words

    into weapons of horror.

    There’s the poem

    that eludes the poets

    in their endless search

    for meaning

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  6. Davy D says:

    Nicola, thank you for linking to this conversation. As a result of speaking to all the people who contributed to the conversation I am no nearer to answering the question to when I asked it. Poetry, it appears, is anything it wants to be and long may this be the case.

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