Learning in between the lines scholarship
Poetry to me
Poetry to me is like a distant relative.
That relative that was there as you grew up
and saw a few times a year
Mostly at the important events or at Christmas.
That one relative you go to when you need advice
for two reasons
1) They seem to carry the answer to every subject thrown at them
and 2) Most importantly they listen
Poetry was and is never prominent in my life but it is always there
like that weird, cryptic, relative
always there when I was sad or lonely
longing for the words of Sylvia Plath or Dickinson
that would make me understand my emotions and situtaions
Or during the trials and tribulations brought about in Middle and High school
that somewhow would be soothed and comforted
by an arrangement of cleverly strung together words
like chicken noodle soup our mothers feed us when we were sick
it nourishes not th body but rather the soul
Poetry is fleeting in my life just like that distant relative who you forget until
you see them across from you at Thanksgiving,
but nevertheless are thankful they are there
otherwise you would be consuming your turkey in awkward silence
Poetry is always there, silent and without judgement, but once you notice it
you are thankful it is there so once again you don't have to be silent.
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