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