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 npm@poets.org.
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 heatSo ominous did passWe barred the windows and the doorsAs from an emerald ghost;The doom's electric moccasinThat very instant passed.On a strange mob of panting trees,And fences fled away,And rivers where the houses ranThe living looked that day.The bell within the steeple wildThe flying tidings whirled.How much can comeAnd much can go,And yet abide the world!
- And another: The Wind
- More Emily (& more wind poems): Part II, Nature, Collected Works
- Ode to the West Wind, Percy Bysshe Shelley
- Wind, Amy Lowell
- Wind, Ted Hughes
- The Big Wind, Theodore Roethke
- Who has seen the wind? Christina Rossetti
- The West Wind, John Masefield (remember The Highwayman?)
- The Wind, Robert Louis Stephenson
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