Jan 21, 2008
a poem about why i love poetry
I love poetry.
it’s simple and incredibly intricate.
rather, it’s more emotionally taxing and yet more emotionally accessible than prose.
I love the words, the rhythm, the banter between each syllable.
I like to read it out loud when I’m in the bathroom or lying in bed.
I let each locution roll out of my mouth, like a seven-year old rolling down the hill on his parents’ farm in Virginia somewhere.
Anytown, USA
I like America more than I let on.
that’s why I read poetry.
it kicks me in my soul.
I like to read poetry because it makes me write poetry. I was reading the Paris Review this morning, as per my usual daily constitutional. I’ve gotten to the point where I read great lines, and mark them down in my journal.
also, I very much enjoy time-lapse photography. that’s utterly random.

