mgran wrote:
I think that can be a feature of understanding too much, rather than too little. You know... most people narrow down the options of what a word means, depending on context, and they can miss subtleties and nuances. Poetry works, in part, by holding the multiple meanings in tension, so you're forced to confront them all at the same time.
Sometimes I get overwhelmed by layers of meaning in words... it's not that I don't understand them, it's that they don't filter through in monochrome.
Hummm... does that make sense?

COMPOSING
My thoughts, when fashioned into words,
Words which twist and interlock
And echo on themselves in rhyme and beat,
When sounded, ring like choruses of bells,
Or waves that swirl and separate and meet.
Words and thoughts, when married into form,
When joined and folded into shapes
Wherein their grasp holds to each other tight
And yet extends a reach into the world
Engenders sorcery to make a magic light.
So, complete, these origamis of the mind
Encage, engage a coterie of notions
That weld into a small totality
Like a perfect little paper boat
To be launched onto an endless sea