Poetry in April

Thanks to Pat at Mille Fiori Favoriti, I know that April is National Poetry month. Did she tell you, too? I think that every month is poetry month at MFF because Pat is so good with sharing poetry and photographs that each post is like poetry. True. I try not to flatter preferring praise instead. Pat's blog is praise-worthy. Did you see yesterday's post?

According to Poets dot org, there are thirty things one can do to honor poetry this month. You can find those suggestions *here*, if you are interested. Some are intriguing.

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It was some time ago now that Leslie Land recommended a book of poetry and memoirs to me: The Wild Braid by Stanley Kunitz with Genine Lentine. The subtitle is "A Poet Reflects on A Century in the Garden." Leslie was encouraging me to think of those centenarians who've arrived at their 100th year with their minds intact, unravaged by bitterness or disease. Mr. Kunitz was such a man and his book is a delightful read; anyone who enjoys a garden or gardening would appreciate his reflections.

Now I wrote the editors of the book a long time ago requesting permission to share this snatch of his poetry. I received no response. Editors are busy. Now I'll just fall back on the old adage: It's easier to do what you want and beg forgiveness later than to request permission.

The city squats on my back.
I am heart-sore, stiff-necked,
exasperated. That's why
I slammed the door,
that's why I tell you now,
In every house of marriage
there's room for an interpreter.

~from Route Six by Stanley Kunitz

Do you want to share your favorite poem with me? Mine is The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost, though I certainly enjoy Edna St. Vincent Millay, Jane Kenyon, Emily Dickinson, even Longfellow. How about you?

A delightful day to you...