Poetry--definitely a good place to visit in springtime...words and thoughts growing and bubbling inside of you and finding beautiful release in rhythm and rhyme. I think children are natural poets and should have the reading and writing and listening experiences that allow them to express themselves through the magic of poetry. I'm sounding very lyrical about poetry, keying on it's beauty, but of course ugly, messy, angry poems have their place too. Poetry helps us see and understand what is real and true. I remember a poem I wrote (which I'll share tomorrow) called "A Cup of Tea" which helped me uncover a whole new understanding of my childhood and the directions my life has taken since. I don't think writing in a journal could have done the same thing--I don't think months of therapy could have done it either. There's something about poetry that requires you to look for the "essential" core of an idea or a feeling and to remove everything else that doesn't belong.
With the complexity of my life and the workload I carry, I think I've just reminded myself that I need to spend more time in the company of verse.
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