Some beautiful poetry by Kay Ryan, our current national poet laureate. Cicadas, loquat leaves, breeze, renewal. I love it.
Some beautiful poetry by Kay Ryan, our current national poet laureate. Cicadas, loquat leaves, breeze, renewal. I love it.
I recently read The Collected Poems of A.A. Milne to my youngest daughter. I think his poetry was better than his Winnie The Pooh stories. While written in a simplistic style for children, the thoughts expressed were deep enough to give an adult fodder to muse upon.
As for spring, I just made up a poem of my own about a sure sign of spring in my house.
Where are you hiding this genius, Grey?
My mom recognized my poetical genius years ago when she said, “He’s a poet. He don’t know it. His feet show it. They’re Long Fellows.”