The Last Day Of #PoetryMonth

So, National Poetry Month, also known as ‘April,’ ends today. So read a poem. April was chosen because of Eliot’s The Wasteland. So you could read that. Or read some Robert Frost (but read him carefully; to paraphrase Inigo Montoya, he doesn’t mean what you think he means). Or Whitman. C’mon. Whitman is, like, totally All-American, you know? There’s even some Whitman written over the escalator at the Q Street entrance to the Dupont Circle Metro Station. Or, you know… the internet. It’s everywhere. So check some out, but take your time reading it. Read it slowly and try to actually see something in it.

And, by the way, you could even read some tomorrow, as well as reading some today. Even though May is not Poetry Month, I check with an attorney and it’s totally okay to read poetry in May. Or June. Do you see where I’m going with this?

That is all.

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