Thursday, April 14, 2011

Windy Day Poems for Poem in Your Pocket Day

is Today ... do you have one? A poem for your pocket on Poem in Your Pocket Day

The idea is simple: select a poem you love during National Poetry Month then carry it with you to share with co-workers, family, and friends.

Poems from pockets will be unfolded throughout the day with events in parks, libraries, schools, workplaces, and bookstores. Create your own Poem In Your Pocket Day event using ideas below or let us know how your plans, projects, and suggestions for Poem In Your Pocket Day by emailing

Can we pocket more poems if they are short? A herd of haiku? Perhaps one for each pocket.  Load a poetry app on your mobile. Possibilities seem endlessly. A traditionalist,  I plan to cheat by slipping a dog eared paperback in my pocket when I go out. Or would but the wind cancelled my outing, not best conditions for passing out farmers market flyers and information handouts in front of the Post Office. 

Virtual pockets, anyone? 

A few days ago, I wrote about collecting and posting wind poems inspired by and acknowledging Mountainair's windy season. The wind is especially fierce today, so here are wind poems from my virtual pocket to yours (if you go out, put a few rocks in your pocket too so you won't blow away). First, Emily Dickenson:

There came a wind like a bugle;
It quivered through the grass,
And a green chill upon the heat
So ominous did pass
We barred the windows and the doors
As from an emerald ghost;
The doom's electric moccasin
That very instant passed.
On a strange mob of panting trees,
And fences fled away,
And rivers where the houses ran
The living looked that day.
The bell within the steeple wild
The flying tidings whirled.
How much can come
And much can go,
And yet abide the world!

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