Fine at the start. (Original poetry)

This collection of poetry is an attempt to investigate the tensions between structure, writer, and audience. It won't take the reader long to determine that the previous statement contains almost nothing of substance, but it sounds pretty enough, and despite its pretentiousness, means to approach some grain of truth. Most people would agree that the old "form vs. content" argument is (if not just plain boring) beside the point anymore, and yet this setting-aside has not unified poetry, but created an interesting split--"Language Poetry" vs. "New Formalism," or whatever you want to call it. I'm not sure where I stand on that, which makes me happy. What's interesting to me isn't just "form" ("form" is always there), but the areas that exist between "form" and something like our "hopes for form" as both writers and readers, the things we want and don't want at the same time.