I guess it was school that made me hate poetry at first. It was sooo boring, and we students needed to study and learn by heart things that were so distant from us. But now. Enjoying poetry is for me free from any school homework, and when I read poetry I really sip the lines, and wait, and read and re-read them. Don’t feel the pressure of finding the implicit meaning – if there’s one – or detect rhythm and rhymes and so on.
Funny how, besides the Masters of poetry (for me Shakespeare, but also Hikmet), I have recently discovered Philip Larkin. I know, he is “tough”, he is somehow different. I so much love “This be the verse”, but I understand sensitive souls could be surprised by this. If you know the poem you can understand it.
Anyway, here is a poem by Larkin, just for you all.
Have a good night,