Justice Stein, Concurring

What constitutes a poem’s hard to say.
On one hand, it’s a tip-off if it rhymes;
Rhythm is another giveaway.
Less clear: What counts as verse in modern times?
Does any string of syllables become a
Poem if the reader’s often caught
Off guard by word choice? How’s that different from, uh,
Everything the Twitterverse hath wrought?
The definition of “obscenity”
Resisted Justice Potter Stewart’s pen:
“[You] know it when [you] see it,” though, said he.
Dare we apply that standard once again?
A poem is a poem is a poem:
You know ’em when you know ’em when you know ’em.


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