Wednesday, April 27, 2011

National Poetry Month

April is National Poetry month.
I have always loved poetry. When in younger years I kept my love of poetry a secret.
I don't really  know why, perhaps out of fear of not "fitting" in at a time I felt was important.
Poetry speaks for me the feelings in my heart that I cannot express for myself.
I am not afraid to admit that now.
                                                                   Nature, the gentlest mother,
                                                                   Impatient of no child.
                                                                    -Emily Dickinson-
This is my letter to the world
That never wrote to me
The simple news that Nature told
With her tender majesty.
Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, Sweet country men,
Judge tenderly of me.
-Emily Dickinson-

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune
Without the words,
And never stops at all.
-Emily Dickinson-

Who is your favorite poet?
The Girasole Lady

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