It has come to my attention that I know nothing about poetry.

Sure I've written a couple poems. There's the infamous Unicorn Poem, and there's that cute little Pessimistic Poem which greatly amuses me. And a few others. But that doesn't mean I know anything about real poetry.

So, I've decided to learn poetry. After Christmas.

I shall start with that Mariner poem. And I shall read Dickinson and Poe and that Thoreau guy and Shakespear and um you know, other poets. Then maybe I will tackle The White Goddess.

and then I will be the all-knowing poem girl.