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Showing posts with label Eating Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eating Poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

National Poetry Month begins NOW!

April means poems, poems, and more poems. Yep, its that time of year - National Poetry Month.  Hurrah! This means I'll be sharing some of my favorite poems with you all throughout the month.  I hope you join in and post some of your favorites as well.

Here's the 2015 National Poetry Month from the Academy of American Poets:
Pretty awesome, eh?  It was created by Roz Chast (2014 National Book Award finalist and New Yorker cartoonist) and features a line of poetry from Mark Strand's "Eating Poetry".

And, to kick off National Poetry Month I will leave you with:

Eating Poetry

By Mark Strand
 
Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.

The librarian does not believe what she sees.
Her eyes are sad
and she walks with her hands in her dress.

The poems are gone.
The light is dim.
The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up.

Their eyeballs roll,
their blond legs burn like brush.
The poor librarian begins to stamp her feet and weep.

She does not understand.
When I get on my knees and lick her hand,
she screams.

I am a new man.
I snarl at her and bark.
I romp with joy in the bookish dark.




Source: Selected Poems (Alfred A. Knopf, 1991)