Poems Are

Poems are machines for holding contradictions.

Or they are terraria for keeping contradictions.

Or they are birdfeeders for attracting contradictions and getting a good look at them while they're flying around eating.

Logic can't hold a contradiction. It can acknowledge it, it can resolve it, it can decide it's irrelevant, but it can't keep it, turn it, hold it to the light. That's its limitation. Because unresolved contradictions are behind pretty much everything that's interesting, right?