National Poetry Month

Because April is National Poetry Month, I think it’s only appropriate that we kick things off with a little bit of a literary push, don’t you? So every day this month I will seek out and post a poem. It may be long, it may be short. And after April, I may continue to post a poem every once in awhile when it strikes my fancy.

I’ve been reading Edna St. Vincent Millay’s Collected Poems for a week or so–there are a LOT! I’m about a quarter of the way through them so far, and I came across this one today. It made me laugh, because it’s just SO TRUE, isn’t it?

Grown-Up

Was it for this I uttered prayers,

And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs,

That now, domestic as a plate,

I should retire at half-past eight?

–Edna St. Vincent Millay, Collected Poems

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If you have a favorite poet, please send him or her my way. I’m always looking for someone new to read.

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