In honor of April being National Poetry Month, I thought I’d share a quick story of how I fell in love with poetry.
I loved the book Tirra Lirra by Laura E. Richards (AKA Mother Goose), and Dr. Seus became a favorite (I think it is for most kids…his work is so FUN); song lyrics stuck in my head from a young age. My father was very proud that I could sing “My Country Tis of Thee” at 2 years old (of course I did not know what I was singing…it was years later that the words made any sense to me).
But I still remember the moment I discovered I loved poetry: I found a copy of Walt Whitman’s “Leaves of Grass” in our attic. I opened it and began to read. I didn’t understand it, but it gave me a forbidden rush feeling; I LOVED the sound of the words. I remember sneaking it into my room and reading it aloud to myself. It was truly beautiful to me and made me feel like I was flying.
Celebrate Poetry!
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