"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words."
--- Robert Frost
In my corner of the world, April is usually a dreary month. I know the calendar says it's spring, and I know there are blooms happening in other parts of the country (because I've seen your pictures) . . . but here in Michigan, we remain winter-weary. Sure. We've got robins. And we've had snowdrops and crocus. Daffodils are beginning to pop up; even some early tulips. But those are just little teases of what will come, eventually. Right now there is snow on the ground again. And it is cold. And grey. And not very spring-like at all.
Not much to love about April, really. Not here, at least. It's a month that seems like it should be something that it's just not.
So I'm particularly pleased that April brings me something else to celebrate (while I wait for those bursting buds and blue sky blooms and . . . heck, temperatures above the freezing mark) . . .
Yes! April is National Poetry Month -- a month set aside to acknowledge and celebrate poetry's importance in our culture and our lives. There are many goals of National Poetry Month (highlighting the legacy and contributions of poets, supporting the teaching of poetry, and encouraging the distribution and publication of poetry books, for example), but I can most easily embrace the goal of encouraging the reading of poems.
Each Friday during April, I'll be writing a little bit about poetry -- and then I'll share a favorite poem with you. I hope maybe you'll join in, too. Especially on Poem in Your Pocket Day (which is April 26 this year).
May poetry bloom all month long (and maybe some flowers, too).