Why poetry is the music in words and my obsession with half rhyme

Am I embarrassing you? I'm in Paris with you. I don't know why the sounds of half rhyme excite me so much. My favourite poems appear to be those that follow no set pattern and adopt a more imperfect tone and rhyme scheme. Perhaps it's the predictability of perfect rhyme that loses my attention- I …

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