Gratitude
Recitation
I love reciting this poem. For me, there’s a glimmer of sadness embedded in the sardonic wit, and there’s also a small epiphany within it for me, in the line “thewoman wasnot/quite Fourteen till she smiled/then/Centuries.” There’s an acknowledgment of feminine wisdom and knowledge that’s generally lacking in masculine poetry, and there’s something in her value being double that of the room. I, of course, know she’s worth much more than that. There’s also something else in that six for me outside of dollars, an echo of Persephone’s pomegranate seeds perhaps, or maybe some other allusion I can’t articulate, but this poem does what poetry should do—it makes me look at things differently.
By Harper Lewis 12 months ago in Poets
What Is 'Suitable'?
Someone once asked me, "What is 'suitable'?" I paused for a moment, thinking about the friends I’ve grown close to. I realized that one of the things I enjoy most in my daily life is simply being with them. Even when we're not doing anything, we never feel bored. Even the silence becomes a joy. When we don't feel the need to rush and fill the gaps with conversation, it's the most ordinary yet cherished time of my life. No matter how far apart we are or how long it's been since we've talked, the thought of the things we've done together still makes the corners of my mouth turn up. Having someone in your life who can make you smile even when they're not around is a blessing.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing12 months ago in Poets
