Rachel has a different style of writing poetry - it's very short piece of intense writing and it's not really the staccato way in which she writes that draws you in but the subject matter and her descriptive tone in just a few lines of words.
The only thing I have to compare this to is motorbikes. An unusual analogy, you might think, but let me explain...
My whole family is motorbike-mad: my dad, my sister, my husband and my children. I, on the other hand, have never ridden a motorbike in my life (apart from riding pillion). Because I have never ridden one, I do not know how to control it. I can drive a car therefore have never had the inclination to get from A to B without a metal shell protecting my body. I have no idea how to change gear on a motorbike, how to hold the accelerator on, nor even how to "lean into a corner" *imagines all motorbike riders cringing*, therefore I fear motorbikes and their appeal.
It's the same with poetry. My lack of understanding is my fear. I can admire it and I can spot good writing when I see it but I definitely cannot write it. Does this make me ignorant and how do I solve this? Do I take the bull by the horns and throw myself in a the deep end, churning out crap that no-one wants to read? Do I read more and more and try and emulate the poetry styles that I enjoy? Or do I leave it to the experts?
For the time being, I think I'll stick to the third option.