I had forgotten that April was National Poetry Month, as there is so much else that is going on this month, so I am behind on sharing some great poetry. To discover more poetry websites, check out this article from @ Your Library. Because I haven’t been posting about poetry this month, I will remedy that by including two poems I enjoy. As in this previous post, you know that I am a huge Pablo Neruda fan, and he is in fact my favorite poet ever. The first is Pablo Neruda’s Sonnet XXVII from his 100 Love Sonnets.
Sonnet XXVII: Naked you are as simple as one of your hands by Pablo Neruda
Naked, you are simple as one of your hands,
Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round:
You have moonlines, applepathways:
Naked, you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.
Naked, you are blue as the night in Cuba;
You have vines and stars in your hair;
Naked, you are spacious and yellow
As summer in a golden church.
Naked, you are tiny as one of your nails,
Curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
And you withdraw to the underground world,
as if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores:
Your clear light dims, gets dressed, drops its leaves,
And becomes a naked hand again.
Since I’ve gone all romantic poetry on you, I figured I should go totally the opposite way and do something completely different. I’m going to switch to a classic poem by Robert Frost which I learned in high school, 10th grade I believe, which I still can remember from memory today. Do you have any favorite poems? If so, please share them in the comments section.
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost