In my journey into poetry at work, the poet in me wanted to make more of a difference, and the nurse in me realised that would happen best in health care.
So much of life depends upon the lighting. Under the fluorescent bulbs of Grade 9 English, I turned to page 646, or something like that, and discovered poetry. Unit VII probably had a catchy and alliterative title, but I don’t remember it. I remember seeing bold-faced words, eerie line breaks (though I didn’t know the […]
I didn’t start writing poetry until I was in my mid-forties. Growing up, I wasn’t the kind of kid who wrote poetry or holed up in his room writing a journal. As a teenager, I loved the singer-songwriters of the sixties — Leonard Cohen, Bob Dylan, Paul Simon, Neil Young, Joni Mitchell – and I […]
What does it take to get someone into poetry? Apparently, for Duane Scott, a little bamboozling. And Billy Collins. And pajamas.
I know poetry is where I’m meant to be. I just can’t escape it.
I liked poetry at that point in my life, but I didn’t love it.
After my mom died, I thought I’d never write another poem. Enter Susan Wooldridge’s book Poemcrazy.
For the past few weeks, I’ve been writing poetry, brainstorming lines. I imagine the right-brained play is overflowing into my creative process on the job.
I cannot remember a time when there was not a passion for cadence and knowing and naming. This is the stuff of poetry.
Armed with a finance degree, I tackled poetry like an equation to be solved. Zack Saloom’s Journey into Poetry.
Get me at a cocktail party. Get me talking about writing poetry. Get me talking about what made the difference. Just a phone call.
These days, I can’t imagine my life without poetry.
I was afraid of poetry. And so, I avoided it.
I now realize that poetry isn’t a tool to impress. It’s a way to reflect the soul.