Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.

I've written some poetry I don't understand myself.

Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.

Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during a moment.

Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.

Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.