It’s Poetry Month again, and, as usual, I am remembering this well into the month. It’s only the tenth, though, so there’s
still plenty of time for fun. I plan on posting a favorite poem every day, but I’d love a little feedback from you. Who are some of your favorite poets? Have you read much poetry? Why or why not? Feel free to comment below. At the end of the month, I’ll draw a name from the commenters below, and the winner will get a collection of poetry (exact collection TBD, probably depending on the tastes of the winner). So vote in the poll below and tell me what you think! (Update: If you vote “other,” it doesn’t display what you’ve entered, so be sure to mention it in your comment!)
The poets listed in the poll above are the just the first few that came to mind. I expect the write-in category to be most used. If you don’t have a favorite poet, if you’re not really sure how to approach poetry, if you don’t read much poetry but you’re not opposed to poetry in principle, fear not! There’s no time like the present to get started. And now, A Poem:
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
(According to The Poem I Turn To, Alan Arkin enjoys this poem a lot. He says, “I need this poem and read it often. The immediacy and abandon of Rumi’s poetry helps me to know that the place which he inhabits is real, tangible and attainable.” Arkin says other stuff, too. What do you think of Rumi?)