used to...

I used to love poetry - eat it up like Mark Strand's little poem. Nowadays, it's burdensome. Yet another book to get through, another form to analyze, another poet to comprehend. I don't look at poetry the same as I did pre-MFA. This thought arrived late yesterday like deja vu because this was exactly my fear of entering a program - losing the sense of joy and substituting it with the onus of analysis.