Weekend self-care open thread: In celebration of National Poetry Month
Happy weekend, friends! April is the cruelest month. But it is also National Poetry Month! As a soi-disant poet, I love this month. I will always put up a book display at work for it. I will recommend books of poetry to anyone and everyone. What came first? Poetry or music? I would argue they are co-equal as the First Art. They informed each other, melded with each other, supported each other. In ancient Greece, poetry wasn't read; it was sung to music and listened to by crowds in the theater. It was a religious experience as much as an artistic one. This weekend we celebrate the incantatory spoken word, which brings us closer to the gods. Am I choking up writing this post? Yes, I am. Poetry is the power of the world. It is how humans reveal themselves to themselves. It is, really, the core of being human, able to distill human experience into a few lines. As always, dear friends, be ever kind, gentle, and joyful with yourselves and those around you. And all shall be well and All m...
