Maybe it is that e.e. cummings poem that starts
Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of
Nowhere)…
Or it could be an Emily Dickinson poem that begins
The brain — is wider than the sky…
Was it a Yeats poem you remember?
I went out to the hazel wood/ Because a fire was in my head
And cut and peeled a hazel wand/And hooked a berry to a thread
There are poetry fans everywhere and April (National Poetry Month)
is the right time to gather up your favorite poems and bring them
to the Poetry “Potluck” at the Ballard Branch Library.
(No food, just poems at this potluck.)
We will take turns reading aloud our favorite poems —
favorite of all time or favorite as of this week.
With any luck we will leave having found some new favorites!
This is an informal gathering. All are welcome.
Thursday, April 7, at 6:30 pm
Ballard Branch Library
~ Lynn M, Ballard Branch

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