Shouldn’t we read poetry EVERY day? Yes, of course we should. But we get busy. We think we don’t like it, won’t understand a lick of it anyway, and feel superior about our own use of time that doesn’t include the frivolities of poetry.
The thing is, though, poetry can teach our hearts to yearn for more. More beauty. More love. More justice. More rhythm, more rhyme, more words that simply taste good on our tongues. And who doesn’t need more of these things?
But maybe, even though you don’t want to wretch at the thought of poetry, and even though you do indeed long for beauty on display in words on paper, you just don’t know how to find anything good. Well, that stops right here, right now. Today, (and I’m not foolin’ you) is the day of your bounteous good fortune. Because, dear readers, April is National Poetry Month. All month long (except for the week when I go on vacation and have better things to do than keep up a blog — you know, like swim in an ocean and read great books and slurp drinks from glasses topped with cute little umbrellas…) you can find great poetry right here. Maybe I’ll even write an ode to vacations when I return. After all, poetry is one of the common chapters of our lives.
Let’s start with Mary Oliver, whose way with words and image just slays me. I just happen to know one that features an ocean. And words. Words that will fill your heart with a longing for beauty.
I give you,