April is National Poetry Month. I did not know this.
And today is Poem in your Pocket Day. Which I also did not know. But I fully support the concept.
Really—no purchase necessary. Write, download, type, draw a poem on a piece of paper. Put it in your pocket. Then share with colleagues, friends, family, people in the supermarket checkout line, etc.
This is apparently a very Big Event in Charlottesville, Virginia. Which is to be expected from the home of Mr. Jefferson's Academic Institution. Go, Wahoos!
I realize I’m getting this to you on the day, but not to worry—it doesn’t take but a minute to recall, research, write or ask someone for a much-loved poem. You can even post one to your FaceBook page.
Anything that gets people talking or thinking about verse.
Here’s one of my very most all-time favorites, from e.e. cummings:
plato told
him:he couldn't
believe it(jesus
told him;he
wouldn't believe
it)lao
tsze
certainly told
him,and general
(yes
mam)
sherman;
and even
(believe it
or
not)you
told him:i told
him;we told him
(he didn't believe it,no
sir)it took
a nipponized bit of
the old sixth
avenue
el;in the top of his head:to tell
him
What’s yours?
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