Is Your Poetic License Expired?

Can rock 'n' roll and poetry nestle comfortably alongside each other or does the mere mention of the latter make rock fans suspicious? Excuse me while I reminisce . . . At school they made us read Keats. Nightingales; orchards, castle feasts: all those things that had absolutely nothing to do with my life! And yet it still didn't manage to put me off-poetry altogether.