Celebrating Poetry, All Month Long

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April is National Poetry Month, and we love each day’s flurry of new posts tagged #nationalpoetrymonth in the WordPress.com Reader and across the internet. WordPressers are busy in the #napowrimo tag as well, participating in NaPoWriMo, Maureen Thorson’s annual project that encourages and challenges poets to write a poem a day in April.

Let’s look at some poetry we’ve stumbled upon recently across the WordPress.com community.

“Me as a Child” series, Silver Birch Press

We’re enjoying the Me as a Child series at Silver Birch Press — poems on childhood by various poets. Consider this excerpt from “Swarm” by Alan King:

She was a sixth grader, who mistook
my lamppost legs and power line arms
for a fifth grader.

She was as old as the boys
throwing grass in each other’s hair,
rolling around in a kind of awkward
tango towards manhood.

“I Allow Myself Poetry,” Summer Pierre

Poetry is…

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My Dream Library #amreading

My dream library would be in a resplendent cliff top mansion with breath taking views from every angle.

It would be circular, on the top floor, would house rare first editions, and one of those whiz along ladders like something straight out of The Great Gatsby.

The lighting would be subtle, but not so that you had to strain your eyes.  There would be a chaise lounge, and squishy sofas with footstools.

Comfort after all, is paramount when reading.

And, it would smell…incredible.

I picture those lazy, rainy days spent immersed in a favourite book, clutching a mug of tea or a glass of Chianti – after 12pm obviously…

Growing up, I was surrounded by books.  My dad used to take me to the public library every week, and he was happy to stay in there for hours with neither one of us wanting to rush home, so quite often, we used to get in trouble for getting back late for our evening meal.

My love of books has grown with each passing year, and this year, I’m reading genres I’ve never tried before like science fiction, and autobiographies.

When I travel, I always try the local delicacy, so I thought why not travel outside my reading comfort zone?  Be it on the train, in bed or in my dream library…