Today is National Poetry Day.
We have a funny old relationship, poetry and I. Like a friend you realise you’ve not seen in ages – you make an effort to meet up and have a ball. There’s stories shared – laughter, tears drama, the everyday & the big events. There’s disbelief that it’s been so long and promises to do it again soon. Then suddenly a year has passed and you realise you’ve not seen them in ages…
You see, I never read poetry. But I do really like it.
But I never quite know what to read or when – how to choose? Read as a collection, as a whole book like a novel? Or one a day – but when in the day? And which one?
When I started this post, it was going to be something else but as I started writing, it changed and a plan evolved:
I’m going to tackle my long distance love affair with poetry on here. Instead of an annual National Poetry Day (well, ok, as well as) I’ll have a weekly one (Thursday Verse-day?! That’s awful – ideas for a catchy title welcome!)
Each Thursday, I’ll share a poem and/or post something poetry related.
I’m hoping you’ll join in – feel free to share a poem yourself and link back here, or comment on the one I share!
To kick off, I’ll share this one by Sharon Owens. It’s been shared a fair bit on twitter which is where it caught my eye. I especially liked the last 3 lines. What do you think of it?
How do you feel about poetry – do you read it? Do you have any favourite poems or poets?