April = Poetry Month

One of my favorite things about spring is that the month of April is National Poetry Month. A whole month to celebrate and explore poetry. If you have followed my blog you are aware that I enjoy writing and reading many types of poems.

Poetry, like art, is a soul to soul conversation. I would like to share with you some of my favorite conversations, (poems) that have touched my soul.

THE WATERFALL

Orb-weaver shivering
among the filaments: how many
fibers generated from within
transect the air?

How many hirsute, sightless
gropings anchor
these redwood trees, suffuse
the flowery traceries

of the oxalis? The veining
in this hand, these
eyeballs, the circuitous
and scintillating

leap within the brain—
the synapse,
the waterfall, the black-
thread mane of fern

beside it—all, all
suspend, here:
everywhere, existences
hang by a hair

By Amy Clampitt from ARCHAIC FIGURE

The Following untitled poem is by Emily Dickson.

My friend must be a Bird—
Because it flies!
Mortal, my friend must be,
Because it dies!
Barbs has it, like a Bee!
Ah, curious friend!
Thou puzzlest me!

Poem by Mary Oliver from “When I am among the trees”

When I am among the trees,

especially the willows and the honey locust,

equally the beech, the oaks, and the pines,

they give off such hints of gladness…

I am so distant from the hope of myself,

in which I have goodness, and discernment,

and never hurry through the world

but walk slowly and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves

and call out, “Stay awhile.”

The lifht flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,

“and you too have come

with light, and to shine.”

I hope that you have a chance to explore some poetry this month! Please comment and share some of your favorite poems and poets.