Every Day’s Poetry Day

Posted on April 2, 2010


And every month’s poetry month. And every year’s poetry year. And every life’s poetry life. — I think you get the picture.

If you are a poet, there’s really no respite from poetry. And would you want one? Same goes for the “other” types of writers too. You gotta do it: There’s no other way to live.

So, do poets need a Poetry Month? Not really. It’s for the world around poetry: the publishers, editors, teachers, booksellers, critics, etc. etc. It’s how we’re told to be aware: This month all you non-poets should be aware of poetry. In and of itself, that’s not a bad thing. A better thing might be for us poets to be more aware of making poetry alive for those whose awareness of poetry is on the ebb. (This is not about making poetry more accessible, but more passionate, more approachable, more needed. Aye, there’s the rub: To make something that is quintessentially useless, useful…)

So, maybe poets don’t need a month (especially if it’s wham-bam, we’ll do poetry this month and next is save the whales or for feathered fowl), but if it’s there we’ll take it (or at least I will), hoping that maybe some residue will spill over into May Day and beyond, that non-poets will discover that poetry is not some arcane writing that needs to be decoded (and if decoded wrongly and “misunderstood” then one feels a rising inadequacy — with the point of poetry not to incur a feeling of inadequacy, but rather of the sheer beauty of words regardless of meaning), that poetry is something essential to consciousness, to being, as much as coffee or a warm bed.

So live the life that something like poetry matters to you and show the world that that’s a good thing and maybe someone else will catch the spark and someone else and soon enough maybe we won’t need a special month.

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