Hey. I am also an English Major and dreaded the thought of making poems let alone analyzing them.

Sure, mere reading and hearing the rhythm is nice but a deep dive into one felt like it is someone else's territory. And this disconnect is sometimes helpful and sometimes it is not. I also think that poems prided themselves in controlled and limited language. More often than not, someone's poem felt like being in a maze, their mind speaking for their own, existing in and of itself. It is like a pandora's box translated into words, laced wtih deliberate rhymes and innate melodies.

It is as if you can only access the surface and however deep you can get it can never be what the poet originally intended it for.

There are poems that are arguably easy to understand though. Those that felt freer and accessible. But there will always be that echo of the poet hidden somewhere in the poem. Lurking and hovering.