I love poems that talk to the reader - like this one does with an exasperated question / request.  This particular poet was a dancer.  Can you tell by the spacing and the stanzas?

Moderation Is Not A Negation of Intensity, But Helps Avoid Monotony by John Tagliabue

Will you stop for a while, stop trying to pull yourself
for some clear "meaning" - some momentary summary?
     no one
can have poetry or dances, prayers or climaxes all day;
     the ordinary
blankness of little dramatic consciousness is good for the
     health sometimes,
only Dostoevsky can be Dostoevskian at such long
     long tumultuous stretches;
look what that intensity did to poor great Van Gogh!;
     linger, lunge,
scrounge and be stupid, that doesn't take much centering
     of one's forces;
as wise Whitman said "lounge and invite the soul."  Get
     enough sleep;
and not only because (as Cocteau said) "poetry is the
     literature of sleep";
be a dumb bell for a few minutes at least; we don't want
     Sunday church bells
     ringing constantly.