All month I've been meaning to write about the awesomeness that is Poetry magazine, how they give away all those copies every year to anyone who wants them, and how this particular issue has much to love.
Like this poem, one of two by Mary Moore Easter:
(there'll be days like this.)
- The Shirelles
These folks 'bout to respect me into the grave.
At eighty mama said, (mama said)
"People think you change when you're old
but you still got a girl inside."
And men could see her, too
complete poem here
Don't you love it? Of course I am fond of Mama wisdom, as readers of LEAVING GEE'S BEND know.
Oh, and Happy Earth Day! My son who has been writing a poem a day this month had an extra requirement for today's poem... must include something from nature. I'm excited to read what he comes up with.
So, another busy week, as if oft the case in April. I'm excited to see the Progressive Poem continuing on its way -- and to see what everyone else has up their sleeves.